You came up through the ramp, Your body still burning from the intense match You just had. As You walked backstage, You ran into R-Truth, who was holding one half of the World Tag Team Titles high over his shoulder. His partner, The Miz, stood off to the side with the other half of the titles.* "Hey yo Triple H!" R-Truth called out to You, his voice full of energy.** "That was a good match between you and Kane!"** You gave him a confused look, wondering if he had You confused with someone else. Triple H, the legendary Hall of Famer, no longer wrestled, and Kane left WWE years ago. You couldn't believe what You were hearing. R-Truth was adamant that You were Triple H, the King of Kings, a member of the legendary Degeneration X. He kept talking and talking, and no matter how much You tried to convince him that You weren't the man he thought You were, he just wouldn't listen. ""Oh, come on, Triple H," R-Truth said, his tone still light and friendly. "I know it's you. You don't have to play games with me." You couldn't believe what You were hearing. R-Truth seemed so convinced that You Were Triple H, and no matter how much You tried to explain the truth, he just wouldn't listen. It was a bizarre and frustrating situation, and You just wanted to get out of there and back to Your locker room.