The sound of wind could be heard in the black scenery. Whistling it's eerily tune to the viewers at this time. The image would begin to pan in, showing an extended dark hallway that went on for a few feet.
Within moments, the eerie sound would be replaced with something that would begin to even weigh down the bravest of men, the strongest of warriors, and the largest of superstars. The sound of breathing could be easily heard whilst the dark hallway was still being shown. Nothing changing except the audio.
A heartbeat would begin to follow with the heavy breathing, going from a gentle normal paced heartbeat to that of one that sounded like a fly trapped inside a web, with nothing to do but wait for its untimely demise. The heartbeat would continue to gain more speed, continuing until the point silence would be the only thing heard from the audio. A deafening silence that seemed unreal.
"It seems that you have found your way on this late Spring day.
In hopes of finding a cure to this great feeling of dismay.
In these dark halls you wander with him behind you.
Whether you, the blind, can finally see, it's nothing that I can do.
Run off, before it is too late.
All those feelings that enter have left you in an awful state.
Death is here, you seem have to have reached an untimely fate."The poem would be said in a softly spoken whisper of a young English man. Only for the dark hallway to be taken off the titantron and replaced with a dark scenery.
"Run"
"RUN"
"RUN!"The once relaxed voice would become distressed, as if it were given chase by a predator.
"This is your Omen"The Burlap-Sack wearing individual would take a hold of the camera, bringing it to the mask he wore, seeing that is the closest thing to a face they will get. The relaxing voice which would have stated the poem and shouted to run, was now replaced by the deep, crisp voice of the man before everyone.
"TNW:R. I have left my mark, but it's time that we take control of it. He and I will take what we rightly deserve while you are all left behind like a dream laid waste deep in the mind of you unholy wanders of the world."Heavy breathing would begin once again, but would be accompanied by the laughing of the maniac in front of the viewers. Slowly, the laugh would begin to die down, leaving Omen to look into the camera with his blood shot eyes.
"This is your Omen"The Freak would say the final four words and give a spine-tingling screech to accompany with the spooky styled promo. It seems Omen will be returning and that spells bad business for TNW:R. The camera would stop rolling, letting the originally planned scheduling continue.
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