Horror of Horrors!
You glance over at Will. He hesitates, then nods.
"If he sends us home, we'll be assistants. What do we have to do?" you ask.
"Whatever MagnifiCAT tells you." Von leads you to the stage.
MagnifiCAT addresses the cute little dog he holds. "Ralph, who is the greatest home-run hitter in the history of baseball?"
ZAP! The dog gives a single bark.
"Ruth," MagnifiCAT shouts triumphantly. "Babe Ruth! Let's here it for this canine sports expert."
The phantom audience claps. The sound is like the rustling of dead leaves in a light breeze.
MagnifiCAT notices you and Will. "Thank you, Ralph." He puts the dog down and Ralph scampers off into the wings.
"And now," MagnifiCAT announces. "A feat so dangerous that no other magician dares to try it."
Von wheels a table onstage with a heavy wooden chopping block and a butcher's cleaver on top. The magician picks up the cleaver. Your stomach does a flip-flop.
He gazes at Will. "Tell me, my young friend," he asks. "Are you right-handed or left-handed?"
Will hesitates. Then, he whispers, "Right-handed."
"Right-handed, eh?" MagnifiCAT nods. His voice sounds friendly. "So am I."
He turns to you. "What about you?"
Your mouth is so dry with fear that you can scarcely move your tongue.
"Right-handed or left-handed?" MagnifiCAT repeats sternly.
Well, which are you? You certainly know better than to try to lie to a magician.
"If he sends us home, we'll be assistants. What do we have to do?" you ask.
"Whatever MagnifiCAT tells you." Von leads you to the stage.
MagnifiCAT addresses the cute little dog he holds. "Ralph, who is the greatest home-run hitter in the history of baseball?"
ZAP! The dog gives a single bark.
"Ruth," MagnifiCAT shouts triumphantly. "Babe Ruth! Let's here it for this canine sports expert."
The phantom audience claps. The sound is like the rustling of dead leaves in a light breeze.
MagnifiCAT notices you and Will. "Thank you, Ralph." He puts the dog down and Ralph scampers off into the wings.
"And now," MagnifiCAT announces. "A feat so dangerous that no other magician dares to try it."
Von wheels a table onstage with a heavy wooden chopping block and a butcher's cleaver on top. The magician picks up the cleaver. Your stomach does a flip-flop.
He gazes at Will. "Tell me, my young friend," he asks. "Are you right-handed or left-handed?"
Will hesitates. Then, he whispers, "Right-handed."
"Right-handed, eh?" MagnifiCAT nods. His voice sounds friendly. "So am I."
He turns to you. "What about you?"
Your mouth is so dry with fear that you can scarcely move your tongue.
"Right-handed or left-handed?" MagnifiCAT repeats sternly.
Well, which are you? You certainly know better than to try to lie to a magician.