Down in the deepest, darkest, dankest depths of the ATW Industrial Arena, the noises of cracking wood and clanking weights, interspersed with an expletive laden rant, echo throughout the corridors. The camera approaches Adam Nedman's training room and opens the door a crack, revealing a scene of chaos and destruction. Shards of multiple wooden sparring dummies and buckled and bent barbells are strewn all over the floor of the room.
Nedman: Just like before, with his father!
He tosses a 300lb grappling dummy clear across the room.
Nedman: Can't believe I let him get the better of me again! And with a [censored] crossbody! Like I'm some kind of censored] rookie!
He aims a violent kick at a punching bag, sending it swinging wildly until the chain anchoring it to the ceiling snaps and it crashes to the floor.
Disembodied Voice: Calm yourself, Oncoming Storm. Now was not the time.
Nedman pauses in his destructive rampage and puts his head in his hands, mumbling.
Nedman: I thought I was done with you.
Disembodied Voice: Yield not to your darker emotions. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering.
Nedman: Sounds familiar.
Silence.
His mood calmed, Nedman takes a few deep breaths.
Nedman: Suppose I better clean this up.
The shot fades to black.
Nedman: Just like before, with his father!
He tosses a 300lb grappling dummy clear across the room.
Nedman: Can't believe I let him get the better of me again! And with a [censored] crossbody! Like I'm some kind of censored] rookie!
He aims a violent kick at a punching bag, sending it swinging wildly until the chain anchoring it to the ceiling snaps and it crashes to the floor.
Disembodied Voice: Calm yourself, Oncoming Storm. Now was not the time.
Nedman pauses in his destructive rampage and puts his head in his hands, mumbling.
Nedman: I thought I was done with you.
Disembodied Voice: Yield not to your darker emotions. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering.
Nedman: Sounds familiar.
Silence.
His mood calmed, Nedman takes a few deep breaths.
Nedman: Suppose I better clean this up.
The shot fades to black.