The Escape
He was slumped over the bar at a hotel where I was stayin’. “Don’t I know you, sir?” I said.
“Maybe.”
“I saw your act. You’re that… magician?”
“I was!”
He indicated his empty glass. I obliged.
“You were good. What happened?”
“I went to a séance.”
“And…?”
“Nothing happened.”
“So what? Nothing’s happened to me plenty a’ times.”
“You don’t understand. It was the séance–for Houdini–Halloween?
“I heard of it.”
He grabbed my lapel. “Don’t you understand? He was the master!”
He spelled it out. “He couldn’t find a way. There is no escape!”
Excellent! Great twist. Loved it.
Comment by john ritchie — October 29, 2007 @ 2:39 am
Thank you John :)
Comment by Oonah V Joslin — October 29, 2007 @ 6:33 am