As we return we go straight to a pre-taped video, the images glossy and widescreen, the opening chords of the Goo Goo Dolls "Iris" sounding out

"And I'd give up forever to touch you, cause I know that you feel me somehow.. you're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be and I don't want to go home right now...."

We see the first meeting of Michael Shane and Ashley Massaro last year, Shane smiling at her, looking the old New Generation Superstar we remember, suited and long hair flowing

"And all I can taste is this moment.. and all I can breathe is your life, cause sooner or later it's over, I just don't want to miss you tonight...."

Shane and Ashley stand in the backstage interview area, taunting Josh Matthews, Shane with his arm around Ashley's waist, kissing her deeply, both stood behind a podium as Shane delivered his Presidential address to SmackDown as Ashley's head bobs up and down beneath sight of the camera, Shane crotch chopping in the ring, looking to be having fun

"AND I DON'T WANT THE WORD TO SEE ME... CAUSE I DON'T THINK THAT THEY'D UNDERSTAND... WHEN EVERYTHING'S MADE TO BE BROKEN... I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW WHO I AM...."

The SmackDown New generation walk the aisle, Shane, MVP, Edge, Joey Nebraska, John Morrison and Ashley, United States Title around Shane's waist as he takes Ashley in his arms, the Diva bending backward toward the camera which gets the perfect shot down her cleavage

"And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming.. or the moment of truth in your lies... when everything seems like the movies... YEAH YOU BLEED JUST TO KNOW YOU'RE ALIVE"

The images become darker as we see Suffering stood in blackness, a single naked light overhead illuminating his black clad frame, evil look in his eyes as he stares right at us

"AND I DON'T WANT THE WORD TO SEE ME... CAUSE I DON'T THINK THAT THEY'D UNDERSTAND... WHEN EVERYTHING'S MADE TO BE BROKEN... I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW WHO I AM...."

Michael Shane hangs above the ring, blood pouring down onto Suffering stood below, bathing in another human beings blood. The New Generation Nature Boy led out on a stretcher, Ashley by his side as we see the scuffles that followed with Morrison and Flair

"AND I DON'T WANT THE WORD TO SEE ME... CAUSE I DON'T THINK THAT THEY'D UNDERSTAND... WHEN EVERYTHING'S MADE TO BE BROKEN... I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW WHO I AM...."

Shane embraces Ashley backstage the week after the incident, telling her he loves her, the camera showing Shane later in a private moment taking a little look at a ring he's bought, his intentions never made clear

"I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW WHO I AM...."

Shane celebrates with Ric Flair, all smiles again for a few minutes as he and Morten Hansen parade the victorious Naitch on their shoulders before seeing the lock of Ashley's hair in the gift box

"I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW WHO I AM...."

The New Generation Nature Boy sinks to his knees looking up at the TitanTron as Suffering smashes the chair into Ashley's skull over and over, beating her senseless

"I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW WHO I AM...."

The Gathering stand over the battered and bloody Michael Shane at No Way Out

"I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW WHO I AM"

The video trails away into a darkened room, nothing but blackness as our eyes become accustomed to the dark. As they do we see a shape hunched over in front of us, his head bowed, a tangled mess of matted dark hair all we see. The crowd sound shocked as the face of Michael Shane slowly looks up into the camera. Shane's hair is a mass of grime, looking unwashed, his face the same. Far from being his former immaculate self, Shane's face is cut and bruised, unshaven and dried blood covering him. His eyes are closed as he speaks

"I have been beaten...." he says hoarsely

"Bruised...." he adds, his hand going to his face

"Cut and bleeding...." he adds, a little light now added, Shane seen to be wearing a plain white shirt, almost like the one that Suffering has taken to wearing, this one also covered in dried blood. Shane slowly opens his eyes, bloodshot, a strange "not here" look in them,

"And still... I don't... feel... a ... thing"

Shane lets out a sad and tired little smile, holding up his left hand, a bandage, dirtied and coved in blood as well

"I did that shaving" says Shane simply

"I held the razor in my hand... you..? you'd have pulled away in pain, felt the blade cutting into your palm...."

Shane looks into the camera, looking blankly through it

"I can't feel it"

"I can't feel the pain Joe... the pain in my body.. in my face and my hand... the physical pain... it's nothing, I can't feel it because of the pain in here... because in HERE..."

Shane points to his head

".. in here I'm dead Joe... and the dead don't feel pain"

The light showing that there's a table of some kind next to Shane. The American Dream takes a creased photo from it, his voice cracking - the photo being of Ashley

"You have taken what I loved.... you have destroyed everything about me. You killed me as surely as if you'd put a bullet in my skull. You wanted me to feel the pain you did... wanted me to stand and watch as you destroyed everything I held dear... then you'd cast me aside, let me live a life knowing I couldn't do a damn thing to have stopped you... become bitter and twisted.. just like you"

Shane holds the photo in his hands, a tear running down his cheek as he looks down at it

"But you see Suffering... you made one little mistake. Just one.. unlike you, I have loved.. those moments and memories are something you can NEVER take from my mind. I would rather have had one breath of her hair, one kiss of her mouth, one touch of her hand, than eternity without it and no matter how much you abuse me, how many shots to the head you give me, how many pints of blood I lose on that canvas... I will ALWAYS have that light inside me, the darkness that surrounds you can never consume me while it's on"

Shane smiles, almost manically as he looks up

"But guilt does funny things to a man Joe...."

Shane clutches his arm gently in pain, the gloom hard to make out... but blood distinctly seeping through underneath the material of the shirt, almost in a pattern

"Some people rage at the world.... some people break down a cry or start drinking, drink away their sorrows... snort a line of coke... that always works.... some people carve the word Ashley into their arm.... I wonder which I am"

Shane laughs with a tear, hand to his hair, sweeping it back again

"YOU SHOULD HAVE KILLED ME.... but you didn't... you wanted me to live in the torment you do everyday... wanted me to feel the pain you did when your parents died... feel the helplessness..... WHY ME??? WHY NOT RANDY ORTON... OR JOHN CENA...."

Shane looks almost bitter

"You SHOULD have put that bullet in my skull Joe... you should have made sure that nobody cut me down at the Royal Rumble... because without my love for this business... and without my love for Ashley... I have nothing left to lose. I don't care anymore...."

"I don't care about wrestling..."

"I don't care about being the Nature Boy...."

"About us being drafted to SmackDown...."

"All I care about... is you. All I care about is seeing you and the Gathering burn in hell, seeing you bleed.... seeing you feel the pain you caused Ashley... feel the pain in my heart"

Shane wets the end of his finger and runs it across his cheek, across his mouth and across his other cheek, wiping away some of the grime from his face and in doing so drawing a mocking smile on his own face

"You see Suffering... they all made a mistake..."

Shane lets out a sad little laugh, pausing a second

"They thought it was you that was the monster"

With that Shane reaches across to the table next to him, seemingly picking up that baseball bat he's been using recently before walking away, leaving just the darkness....