The scene opens up to a hospital room. An empty bed with slightly ruffled sheets is littered with wires and tubes that are connected to an EKG machine. Readings from said machine indicate a steady heartbeat despite there being no one connected to it. Sitting beside the bed is R-Truth, with his face buried in his hands. He exposes his face to face the bed, distraught and bloodshot eyes disfiguring his usual cheerful disposition.
R-Truth: Hey, Lil' Jimmy. It's uh.....it's me again. Your ol' pal, Truth.
Truth reaches down to the floor and pulls up a bag.
R-Truth: I got you your favorite fro-yo. Well, second favorite at least. They didn't have no spiders at Yogi Castle. I'll just leave it right there when...
Before he can finish his sentence, streams of tears begin to roll down his faces as if some startling revelation dawned on him in that moment.
you wake up. I'm sorry Lil' Jimmy. I failed again. I didn't get the World Heavyweight title from Lesnar like I said I was gonna do for you since he was the one who did this to ya. But I'm gonna beat him. I pro...
Just then, Maria walks into the room and R-Truth quickly wipes his tears away before he faces her.
Maria: Um....R-Truth, is he doing better?
R-Truth: Nope. He's still just like I left him.
Maria: Is it okay if we wrap things up here? I wanna meet that leprechaun again!
R-Truth: Yeah, I guess.