The Camera cuts to backstage. Rodrigo Jackson is lying down on the ground, his usual White Tee soaked is covered in Blood. He's Unconcious, but still breathing. Medics are attending to him.
Medic: Come On, Hurry Up with the Ambulance, this man is in Critical Condition.
An Ambulance Siren is heard in the background, and a few moments later, two ambulance Crew bring a stretcher. Rodrigo Jackson is hoisted onto the Stretcher. His Eye's open slightly.
Rodrigo: Urgh...Wha...What Happened?
Medic: Someone attacked you but be don't have any clue who, do you?
Rodrigo: Ye..Yeah, I d..Do. It might ha..have been the Mafia. Either them or some..Someone else.
Medic: Okay, take it easy, take slow breaths in and out.
The Stretcher is loaded onto the ambulance and driven away. The camera pans around, and a silhouette can be seen entering into a room. The cameraman rushes to the room and looks into the room, but there's nobody there...
Camera cuts back to the arena
Note: ANYONE can lead on from this if they want to.
Medic: Come On, Hurry Up with the Ambulance, this man is in Critical Condition.
An Ambulance Siren is heard in the background, and a few moments later, two ambulance Crew bring a stretcher. Rodrigo Jackson is hoisted onto the Stretcher. His Eye's open slightly.
Rodrigo: Urgh...Wha...What Happened?
Medic: Someone attacked you but be don't have any clue who, do you?
Rodrigo: Ye..Yeah, I d..Do. It might ha..have been the Mafia. Either them or some..Someone else.
Medic: Okay, take it easy, take slow breaths in and out.
The Stretcher is loaded onto the ambulance and driven away. The camera pans around, and a silhouette can be seen entering into a room. The cameraman rushes to the room and looks into the room, but there's nobody there...
Camera cuts back to the arena
Note: ANYONE can lead on from this if they want to.