There is a fuzz of static and a whirr of a projector, old grainy images see of what looks like 1960's or 1970's home movies, three children running around a playpark, all nearly the same age, looking to be between 10 and 14, the older one looking bored, disinterested as one of the younger boys seems to discover a discarded box of matches

BONG

The Undertaker's death knell strangely rings out as we see a man and woman, possibly their parents

BONG the death knell sounds again as the footage jumps and we see somebody who is distinctly a much younger Paul Bearer, giving that same woman a peck on the cheek

BONG, static fills the screen again as there's a flash of flame, an old news reel, the voice over heard only, no images, everything disjointed, warped and colorless

"... bodies pulled from the remains of the funeral home that burnt down this past week in d...." says the news anchor, another fuzz and the horrific sound of a car accident

"The deceased, 18 years old Katy Vick was a popular g...."

Fuzz again, the news report fading into the manic laugh of Paul Bearer

"MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY UNDERTAKER" he squeals, the original Deadman walking the aisle, Hearse behind him in the early 1990's, smoke filling the screen, a whiteness behind it... clearing slightly to show a bowed druid, very like those the Undertaker uses... but all in white. We can't see his face.

"How you are fallen from heaven, O Day Star, son of Dawn" comes a voice, maybe from the man... but we cannot tell. The screen fuzzes once more, looking like thousands of images racing past the screen at once, a babble of voices, Doomsday's mask shown and a cellar, shackles and back to the flames. A FOX news report from the 70's... "...possible murder investigation into the double death that killed the parents of young Mar..."

The figure in white is seen again, slowly putting his arms out in that way that the Undertaker does, electric sparks seemingly at his fingertips

"And it was written, to Adam and Eve would be born three named sons... Cain, Abel and Seth... and so it was...."

We see nothing but flames

"Three paths of destiny...."

A child screams from within the fire, almost as if his own flesh were being burnt, static again now, no more seen

"One born of fire...."

The camera distorts, a cold and dark room seen, a child crying within, frost around the bars we're looking through, in the darkness all we can see is a white hockey mask clouded in the gloom

"One born of ice...."

We fuzz again, seeing a funeral procession, back to that old home movie footage. Twin coffins being carried into church, the young teenager from the fist movie footage behind, now all in black, his hair longer, walking slowly

"And one born of Earth...."

A hand full of dirt leaves the boys hands, cast down into a grave, the camera looking up at him, clearly the future Undertaker. Back with the man in white, electricity now flows around his hands it seems, raising them further and further up, head still bowed, his face a mystery

"But what if the path of destiny of one of these sons of Adam.... were wrong"

A screech of distortion rings out as the flames engulf the screen again, images after image we've already seen, the three boys playing, Paul Bearer, a building on fire

"What if what we had been told were a lie....."

A screech of distortion and we see a car crashing on the freeway, the camera getting close enough to show two bodies inside before we cut away again

"What if what we had been told were wrong...."

We reenter the dungeon, the figure in the mask pulling on the manacles that tie him to the wall before reaching to the mask, looking to pull it away

"What if the TRUTH.... were far bigger than any of us could contemplate"

The camera, back with the young Undertaker starts to move down into the grave he tosses the dirt into, moving toward the nameplate on the coffin.... before we flash to white, a thudding heartbeat and the silhouette of that man we saw earlier

"And ye shall know the truth and the truth shall make you free." is all we hear, the man raising his head to show his covered face... but before we see it we vanish to white and fade back into the arena.