June 24, 2014

There was some kind of magic trick being performed on the table inside the cold stony room. A stuffed fox was thrown across, only to return and circle around above the heads of the audience. Except from the vantage point that I was standing at, it as quite obvious that it was held up by a length of fishing line. However at some point something went wrong and the string had to be cut. Who I assume was the performer took out a pair of scissors and tried to cut the string. However suddenly someone shouted, “Get down!” And everyone but the magician ducked.

He was now exposed, and everyone saw the secret of the trick.

I was burying my head into the sofa in the fetal position while this was happening.