(The Alpha Dog looks around the empty, dark room of The Best In The World discussion thread and realizes no one is there)
Alpha: Two days it's been like this? What The FUCK?!! Well, theres no reason for The Alpha Dog to be here. He guesses he should go out and do something.
(The Alpha Dog leaves the room, gets on his bike, revs up, and starts riding. Its night out. He drives by a bar...the temptation momentarily comes to him. He used to go to places like that when he was bored. He would get drunk off his mind and it was pretty much guaranteed he would get into a fight. Then spent the night in jail. He then thought of his title...EWN World Heavyweight Champion...)
Alpha: Not while The Alpha Dog holds that title.
(He drives past the bar. He drives around some more...)
Alpha: STILL BORED!!! THINK OF SOME...
(He didn't notice the car until it was too late. The impact makes him fly forward off his bike. He flips over the car, cracks the back of his head on the hood, and lands viciously on the ground. He doesn't move for a moment. He then grabs his head and starts screaming)
Alpha: OH SHIT!!! MY HEAD!!! Where the hell am I?!
(Hands show up above Gabriel and grab his leather jacket. They start pulling him. He has no idea where they're taking him. He then hears a car door open.)
Gabriel: Where are you taking me?
(He gets thrown into the car. He sees the two men get in the front seats. No matter how many questions he asks, they don't answer. Gabriel eventually passes out from the pain...)