Ok, I've thought about this a ton and I have a somewhat low-probability guess, but here goes... Curtains open, trump comes out in a white tux. Big band behind him, Blues Brothers style. Big flourish, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the Storm Is Upon Us!" and they roll out a big Mel Brooks-esque musical number, like "The Inquisition," but they trot out Bill and Hillary high kicking in shackles, Epstein and McAfee bop their way across the stage with Snowden, Tony Podesta in a Hannibal Lecter mask and straightjacket, on a dolly even. Big screens of ballots being copied behind them, live cuts of boats and planes arriving at Gitmo and unloading thousands of traitors, Nancy, Chuck, Mitch and Mittens out front, and others of children running out of tunnels into the waiting arms of the Red Cross. Cut to Patriots flooding the streets putting the smackdown on Antifa tards trying to light stuff up like their city won the Super Bowl. The birth of a new national holiday. Tears of joy, the country wakes up overnight, the world revolts against their respective oppressors and Trump's event kicks off a thousand years of peace and prosperity in the Universe. Frogs are the new rock stars, Trump is Emperor for life and his kids and grandkids are grandfathered in to keep watch afterwards.
A guy can dream, right? I'm gonna go clean up now.