“It’s a tough trick,” said the magician, rolling his sleeves. “Most people use a wax bullet. Palm a bullet in the mouth, when the bullet is fired, it disintegrates in the air, and you pretend to catch it in your teeth. Mine requires more skill. Control the powder, reduce the velocity, and time it –just- right…”
“But that wasn’t the bullet tonight.”
The magician nodded, kicking the assistant as he lay dead on the floor. “I lost a lot of teeth getting it right. Replaced them with steel. He made his play, and all I had to do was smile.”
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- Steven Fluet
- Chicago, IL, United States
- I'm an Arts Administrator, Writer, and Podcaster, looking to get out of my 'fallback' life.
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