Freakke is sitting in the ring on top of the ladder. His smile is wide as the camera looks up at him.

"I have to thank UHW before anything else. Thank you for picking up my contract and for the opportunity to be in so many great matches with just as many great competitors. Sacrifice may be the best yet. It's been an honor and a privilege to come this far in this promotion."

He stands up on the ladder and extends his arms.

"Thank you."

He makes a generous bow without tipping the ladder. Then he sits back down.

"This has been one of my favorite promotions and I hope not to disappoint in the weeks and months...hell, maybe the years to come. This is to my opponents at Sacrifice though. This is an important match and I promise you this, no tricks, no traps, no games. I admit, the promotion for my last match was misleading. Every day but that televised one, I worked with Justin and Chris to make sure we knew how to play nice with each other. Regrettably it didn't go as planned, but hey, we won didn't we? Table matches are fairly impressive, but they aren't as dangerous as a ladder match. Thin wood breaks easier than bones. Bones however, break easier than steel. You have my full and undivided attention."

He jumps down and looks at the camera dead serious.

"Dark Sun, Jaguar, Mark Murder...we're about to be part of one of the greatest matches in this promotions history. Train hard, be prepared, and bring everything you have."

He looks up to the top of the ladder once more before turning to back to the camera.

"I'll see you then."