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The Magician looked on as his Assistant guided a Girl from the Audience onto the Stage. "Hello my dear, would you tell us your Name?" the girl looked around. "Uhm. Carlie." she said. The Magician took her hand. "So, Carlie have you ever been part of a Magic show?" She denied it. The Magician looked her up and down. "Now that you are here, is there a trick would love to be part of?" he asked. His Assistant meanwhile pushed table onto the stage, just out of the Girls sight. "Uhm, i would love to be sawn in half." she whispered with a blush. The Magician smiled. "Well, today is your lucky day. That is what i had in mind." he said to the Audience and helped her to the table. The Assistant opened the box on top and helped Carlie climb in. "Could you please show us your Legs a final time?" the Magician asked, Carlie leaned back and streched her legs and moved them a bit around, before the Magician grabbed her feet and placed them in a wooden stock. A Moment later and she was certain

Natalie said, “That's got to be fake,” for the third time since to show began. I was getting tired of her not believing the evidence of her own eyes, or, perhaps more accurately, that she kept telling me. This time I had an answer; “If it's fake, how is it done?” “How am I meant to know? I'm not a magician; but I'm sure it can't be real.” “Why don't you offer to go up when they ask for another volunteer. You'll find out how real or otherwise it is; and if it isn't real, you'll probably learn how it was done too.” “I'll do that,” her voice conveyed a determination I rarely heard. “Don't come running to me if they cut your legs off.” She thumped me, but when I took a look at her I could see a steely resolve to find out what was actually happening on stage; or at least some of it. Later, after having volunteered and been passed over for a leggy blonde nearer the front of the audience, her resolve hardened, especially when the blonde was sat on a stool and a headbox placed over her