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THE WIZARD- ACT 1

 SCENE 1

Year, 1952, in London, a small theater named The Randalls, A large crowd stood before the stage to see several passionate magic shows, performed by very renowned names. And then entered a young but visionary magician Thomas Geedar.

Thomas Geedar: Ladies, and Gentlemen, tonight is a special night, because today I am about to bring you the greatest show in history you might have ever seen!

Someone from the public: Just like all the other hoaxes?

Thomas Geedar: Well, very brave of you to say that after spending your weekly savings for watching some old hoax perform for you. (Public laughs, Thomas continues, clearing throat), But, umm, well, I am not that old. Well is there someone who thinks I am that old?

(Public remains silent)

Can anyone guess my age? Any estimates? 

First Person: 24!

Second Person: 34!

Third Person: 27!

Thomas Geedar: Well, no, I am exactly 30 years old, but soon I will not!

(Public gets curious)

A regular old wooden almirah is brought on the stage, and Thomas opens the doors of Almirah to show the public, how empty is it, with the capacity to hold just a single man.

Thomas Geedar: As we all can see people, this thing is clearly empty, which means I plan no tricks. Now! for what you are about to witness, I might have to prepare a few things beforehand. 

Thomas holds a knife and cuts on the palm of his hands and pours a few drops of his blood into a small vessel. And then he rips off three hair from his head and keeps them in some other vessel.

Thomas Geedar: And now Ladies and Gentleman, you witness the unreal, I will now close myself in the Almirah, and the person who comes out is going to bring shivers out of your spines.

The public looked very curiously at Thomas, he turned around and closed himself up in the Almirah. All eyes were buried on that one Almirah, which started shaking after thirty seconds, and from inside, a countdown began. Three, two,...One!

SCENE 2

Year, 1982, London, a crime spot,

Eadger Erick: Do you know who is a dumb believer Charlie? The one who smells pork, and tastes wine. Because the Pork was there all the time, and that idiot was believing with his eyes closed, and when he opened it, boom! the pork was thrown away, and wine was offered. That is why, it is always important to keep your eyes open, while at work!

Charlie Spencer: Sorry Detective, I have been working for you for the last five years, and you have told me the same old story of Pork and Wine fifteen thousand times.

Eadger Erick: Well that's a shame, that I have to remind you that again, and again, and I expected you to have solved this case without my help. It was so simple. 

Before Detective Eadger Erick and his subordinate Charlie Spencer lay the dead body of a rich businessman murdered by a suspect named Aron. 

Eadger Erick: Cops! please take Madam Nora under arrest!

Charlie Spencer: Hey! But you just told me in person it was Aron, who murdered him.

Eadger Erick: We came to a conclusion, that Mr. Gonzal's accountant murdered him using the clue, but Mr. Gonzal's accountant is an old man named Aron, he can neither walk nor even hit an insect even if he wants to. But Madam Nora! knew all this, and plotted everything against Aron, and left it for the genius Detective to figure out who the killer was, am I right Madam Nora, and if I am, would mind telling my friend, why did you want yourself to be arrested?

Madam Nora: I was his Escort, he punished me every day, so that doesn't matter if I get arrested, all I wanted was for him to die, and so clever of you to figure out quickly, that Aron was an anagram of Nora. Well played Detective, Well played!

Charlie was left dumbstruck for a few moments and it took him some time to get back to his own senses, and eventually, the two left the crime scene.

SCENE 3

London, in a street,

Charlie: Eh! Genius, how did you do that?

Eadger: I always knew that Wine doesn't smell like Pork. And all you need is a vision to identify a trick. But, all of this I learned because of one case I could never solve.

Charlie: You? Could not solve, One case? Which case is that?

Eadger: Well, let's now try to bring that in, I was handed the case five years ago by a special committee, but the case isn't even a proven crime, but can only be reckoned as theft or hoax.

Charlie: Oh, really, but what do you classify it as?

Eadger: Magic!

Charlie: Magic? Oh, I see, I understood, whom are you talking about, and I understand, why you do not want to solve it, it's just a waste of time, there are other criminal cases, waiting for you to work on, and why would you spend the rest of your life in solving something so stupid!

Eadger: Well, that's the reason, I want to solve it! This isn't a criminal I know, but this is interesting. He is a phenomenon!

Charlie: You know the rumors, they say he will perform that same trick again this year.

Eadger: And then, he will ask the public to show up, and reveal how he did it? And like all the time, no one will be able to tell that, and he will become rich, winning those bets.

Charlie: He is already doing that, and hey, have you ever tried to actually think about how he does it? or the Pork's smell came in.

Eadger: Maybe I already know, how he did it, but I only want to use it once there is pressure on me by the committee to hand him over. But until then, let him get rich and richer. 

Charlie: I still can't digest the fact, that a man went inside an Almirah, and came out after thirty seconds as a seventy-year-old man! matter of fact, the public laughed at him at first, but then he brought in real doctors to test his blood, and piece of hair, to match his identity. People used to pull his white beard just to find out if he was real. As a matter of fact, it was him! and all the science was used to test him, just to conclude, that it was actually him who was now a seventy-year-old man! but that's fine until you realize that it has been thirty years since he turned seventy, and is still seventy years old even after thirty years. How the hell is that possible!

Eadger: Well, the world appreciates his magic trick, they applaud it, but after all, he makes money out of selling lies, because deep down, we all know, he is hiding the secret to this trick. And hey, you said, he will do it again this year, so you mean, will he turn 140 years old or something eh!

Charlie: (Laughing) No, No that's clearly not possible in any book.


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