WHERE ARE YOU, TOM?
DO I NOT DESERVE YOUR AUDIENCE?
AM I UNWORTHY OF YOUR PRESENCE?
WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU, TOM BRADY?
Fine...
You want to invoke The Ring?
We're gonna invoke The Ring.
I didn't want to bring Samara into this, but you've left me no choice.
Seven days.
In seven days, the stakes will be raised.
In seven days, you will understand the severity of the matter at hand.
In seven days, Tom, your life will change.
The world you live in now will be but a memory in the windshield mirror of your life.
You will not remember a time where I wasn't happening to you.
In seven days, you will become the prey.
And the Iron Wolf will become the predator.
You're my destiny, Tom.
My chaos and my order.
My war, and my peace.
But you didn't hear my call, Tom.
You weren't there when I needed you, Tom.
YOU LET THINGS COME TO THIS POINT, TOM.
It was you who once said..."know your opponent better than they know you."
Those are words that, unbeknownst to you, I have lived by for a good five years now.
Words that have gotten me through some of the darkest days of my life.
And I...I know you.
But you don't know me.
Maybe you remember me...maybe you have a passing memory or three over the years...
But you don't know the beast you've given rise to.
The creation you've inspired to rise and destroy his creator.
But you're going to find out...in seven days.
I await your answer, Tom.
I am hungry like the wolf...