Not by a long shot.

(The camera cuts to a dimly lit locker room. The air is heavy with the scent of sweat and the quiet hum of an overhead light. Ryan Samuels, "The Midwest Nightmare," is seen packing his gear into a worn-out duffel bag. His face is a canvas of fresh bruises and cuts, remnants of his brutal steel cage match against Roy Vezina. Ryan moves with a deliberate slowness, every movement a reminder of the punishment he endured. The room is silent, save for the rustle of his belongings and the occasional wince of pain.)

Ryan Samuels: (muttering to himself) Damn, Roy...you sure gave me a fight. But this ain't the end for The Midwest Nightmare.

(The door creaks open, and Sam Hewitt steps in, his expression a mix of concern and curiosity. He approaches Ryan, who acknowledges him with a nod.)

Sam Hewitt: Ryan, I didn't expect to find you here. I thought you'd be gone by now.

Ryan Samuels: (sighing) Just finishing up, Sam. Got a flight to catch. Japan's waiting for me.

Sam Hewitt: (hesitating) Mind if I ask you a few questions? The fans want to know how you're holding up after that match.

Ryan Samuels: (nodding slowly) Sure, why not. Let's get this over with.

(Sam pulls up a chair and sits across from Ryan, who continues packing his bag.)

Sam Hewitt: Ryan, that match against Roy Vezina was one of the most brutal we’ve seen. How are you feeling right now?

Ryan Samuels: (grimacing as he adjusts his stance) How am I feeling? I'm sore as hell, Sam. Every bone in my body feels like it's been through a meat grinder. But you know what? Pain's part of the game. Always has been, always will be.

Sam Hewitt: That loss to Vezina was tough. What's going through your mind as you prepare to leave Pollo Road?

Ryan Samuels: (pausing, taking a deep breath) Losing to Roy was a hard pill to swallow. That cage match, that barbed wire... it was supposed to be my moment to settle the score. But life doesn't always go the way you plan. Pollo Road was home for a while, but sometimes you gotta leave home to find out what you're really made of.

Sam Hewitt: And now you’re heading to Maximum Japan. What are your thoughts on this new chapter in your career?

Ryan Samuels: (a hint of a smile forming) Japan's a whole different ballgame, Sam. It's a place where wrestling's taken to a whole new level. The fans, the style, the competition – it's exactly what I need right now. A fresh start, a new challenge. I’m ready to show the world that The Midwest Nightmare can thrive anywhere.

Sam Hewitt: What are your goals heading into Maximum Japan?

Ryan Samuels: (zipping up his duffel bag) My goal? To make an impact. To show those fans what real wrestling looks like. I’m gonna take that ring by storm, bring that hard-hitting, no-nonsense style that got me here in the first place. And who knows? Maybe I'll find a few new rivals to keep things interesting.

(Sam Hewitt stands, extending a hand to Ryan.)

Sam Hewitt: Ryan, I just want to say, it’s been an honor watching you here at Pollo Road. I know you'll do great things in Japan. Any final words for your fans before you go?

Ryan Samuels: (shaking Sam's hand firmly) Thanks, Sam. To all the fans out there, just know this: The Midwest Nightmare ain't going anywhere. Japan's just the next stop on this wild ride. Keep watchin', 'cause I ain't done yet. Not by a long shot.

(Ryan slings his duffel bag over his shoulder and heads towards the door. He stops for a moment, looking back at the empty locker room that has been his home for so long. With a final nod to Sam Hewitt, he steps out into the hallway, ready to embark on the next chapter of his career.)