The camera fades in to a darkened room with an large older TV set up in the corner. The screen is playing nothing but static as the camera zooms to the screen. The static continues on the screen before it cuts to black. A scene comes up on the TV scrolling, eventually slowing down and begins. The scene begins with a younger looking Ty and an unknown person standing on a street corner at nighit, both dressed with winter clothing to the hilt.
Ty: These winter nights are buggin me man, it's so much easier puttin work in during the summer.
??: Whatever homie, we gotta get this shipment sold tonight, the bill collectors are starting to knock on the door.
Ty: I hear ya man, I"m hoping with the profits tonight I can finally get a place of my own. I"m tired of sleeping on Arianna's couch every night. Hey they find the guy that jacked your car yet Ant?
Anthony: Nah man, you know how it is, I'm a poor man with a sketchy background, you think the police is gonna help me out?
Ty: I suppose you're right, they always messing with us when we're doing nothing wrong, and never help us when we need em. Go figure.
A rusted out car drives up to the street corner and the driver motions to Ty and Ant.
Ty: Got a customer man, you're up.
Ant: Ight ight I got this.
Ant makes his way to the vehicle and looks both ways before slipping something to the driver. The driver hands Ant something in return. The driver mentions something to Ant before driving away.
Ty: The hell was that all about? Most of these junkies are so damn paranoid they don't want us even seeing their faces.
Ant: Yeah I don't know man, this guy seemed all screwed up in the head. He mentioned this broken down mansion on 34th and 9th. Said there may be something we would be interested in. Anyway he took the rest of the stash so we're good for tonight.
Ty: Serious? Hell yeah finally we're getting somewhere. Let's go re up and put some more work in tonight.
Ant: Aren't you even interested in that mansion the junkie mentioned? I mean, we got our shit done early tonight let's go check it out, not like anyone's gonna be there and we could find something to pawn off for our next pick up.
Ty: Man that sounds like some straight up ghost story shit, let's just get the work and make our paper the way we know how.
Ant: Well he said it was on 34th and 9th, the dealer is on 50th and 9th, so it's on the way man, we can check it out on the way.
Ty: Ight whatever man, but let's make it quick when we get there. Y'all need to keep your focus on what we gotta do. Bus stop is a block down, let's go.
Ty and Ant walk down the sidewalk, the silence between the two almost an omen for what may come. Ty sips on a 40 Oz. wrapped in a brown paper bag, throwing it to the side as they get to the bus stop. Shortly after the bus pulls up and they get on. They take a seat towards the back, Ty starin out the window and Ant checking all the people on board.
Ant: Ty, Ty man check out that honey sitting a few rows in front of us. I think she was checkin you out man when we got on. Go talk to her.
Ty: Nah man what's she gonna see in me? A homeless and jobless drug dealer. I ain't even got a car to get my freak on, let a lone my own apartment.
Ant: Well shit maybe we'll find something in that old house, maybe some real old jewelry we can get a stack for.
Ty: Ant, quit it with that shit man. You sound like a 10 year old going on a fake treasure hunt.
The bus pulls up to the next bus stop, the street signs saying 32nd and 9th. Ty and Ant hop off the bus and begin walking towards the mansion. The mansion looks like your typical abandon house, the wood is decaying, paint is all but nonexistent, the ground is covered in snow and large oak trees stand tall in the night sky. Ant and Ty make their way to the back of the mansion, hopping the chain fence and looking for an opening.
Ty: I can't believe we're wasting our time with this. Come on Ant we need to bounce. Our dealer ain't gonna be around all night.
Ant: What the hell else is gonna do? All he does is sit at his crib and smoke blunt after blunt. You just wanna go get high and chill at his spot.
Ty: Sounds a lot better than what we're doing now.
Ant: Whatever man.
Ant pulls on a window that goes to the basement and it comes lose, giving just enough opening for them to get in.
Ant: Let's go man, this place is screaming to get ransacked.
Ant makes his way in as Ty looks up momentarily at the sky, a full moon, with clouds passing over it. Ty takes a deep breath and sighs.
Ty: Well let's get this over with. I can taste that blueberry right now.
The screen cuts to static once more as the camera zooms out, revealing Ty crouched on top of the old TV setbox, staring dead into the camera.
I learned how to survive on those cold hopeless nights. The struggle was far worse than anything either Rush or Baker has gone through in their lives. Baker acts as if he is from the streets, and yet all he cares about is living a lavish and materialistic existence. He doesn't understand the struggle, the fight just to live for another day. His will is weak, and I will break it, along with every bone in his body. As for Rush, well, he already knows what I am capable of. I put him through more suffering and pain than he has felt in his entire life. His body is injured, his head cracked wide open, and his mind going fuzzy. I will finish what I started last week, and walk out of Meltdown the Mayhem Champion yet again.
Ty laughs and grabs a nearby candle and throws it into the middle of the room, igniting the floor into the shape of the Chaos symbol as a loud laughter can be heard over the crackling of the flames. The camera cuts to black suddenly, with the following words scrolling slowly across the screen.
I will blacken the Sun and I will bloody the Moon.