A tearful Seth Rollins whispers while putting on his astronaut helmet. “There are more important things in our existence than the WWE Universal Championship. I must embark on a journey of self-realization! I know not when I will return, but I know that I will not be the same man that I once was when I do. Goodbye. I love you all.” The sky above him flashes several dark colors, a perverse spectrum from orange, to green, to grey, to purple, and back again as he steps on-board the shuttle. A shuttle that will take him somewhere we will never know. Somewhere we should never know; a place better left ignored, home to the collective trauma that humanity keeps inside itself. Nikki Bella cuts a bad promo.