CONFESSIONAL #1. [The door opens, and the first thing that viewers see entering the frame is the point of a sword, followed by bare thighs, a short leather skirt and a leather and metal clad torso. Xena stalks into the room slowly, cautiously, like she's sniffing out someone's trail or trying to be sneaky. Truthfully, she just doesn't trust or understand anything she sees. When she finally turns towards the camera, the viewers can only see from mid-thigh up to her chest. She walks towards the camera and bends over, squinting at what she sees. She continues to move closer until all the viewer can see is her eyes. She lifts a finger and taps at the camera.]
Hello? Who's there?
[Xena frowns, obviously confused by the lack of response. Always suspicious, she presses on.]
I don't know who's behind this or what is going on, but I will find out, and when I do, it won't be pretty.