The crowd hushed and the voice continued into their dreadful silence, “The torture box on the stage, which The Master Magician will enter, is laced with steel spikes.”
Two well-poised young women dressed in golden flowing floor-length gowns entered onto the stage. Each evening dress glittered out to the spectators like the mineral itself. The ladies gracefully opened the body box and pointed out the piercing pins of silver spikes as the announcer spoke. The ominous spears appeared as numerous needles that awaited a pin cushion.
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