"Hey Alf!" Robert bellowed as he dug through a bag full of items."When does that stupid show start again?" He asked with a sigh. Robert really hated doing these shows. he had no say into quitting or not, for he had signed a contract for seven years of work. He could hardly ever wait for the shows to be over, they always bothered him. When will this be over? The thought kept going through his head every time until he could barely perform anymore. "In thirty minutes, come on we need to go. I'll see you in the car." Alf replied while opening the entrance and exiting. Robert on the other hand was tired of these shows. standing up, Robert looked at the backdoor, This is my Chance,Maybe if I sneak out the back I can sneak away and avoid the show. Robert slowly took one step, he could hear Alf yelling at him to hurry from the front. Robert made his way to the back door, he slowly opened the door and took a step outside. It was dark and silent, so much that he could hear the sounds of his own heart beating against his skin. sounds of air blowing and deep breathing, he took a couple steps to reach a dumpster. opening the dumpster he climbed in hoping not to make a sound. jumping in, he ducked in beside a cardboard box. the dumpster was scattered with papers and cardboard everywhere. sitting there, Robert became still.
9:30 AM 1990 OCT 5
loud bangs came from the dumpster, sounding as if it were being hit by tons of rocks. He knew he had to get out before......
1990 ROBERT SAN GOPPER MYSTERIOUSLY DIES AFTER TRYING TO ESCAPE A MAGIC SHOW LED BY ALF STANGEE AND RICHARD SWIKE. SEVERE SCARS LEFT ON VICTIMS BODY. NO SUSPECT HAS BEEN REVEALED TO THIS DAY AND STILL UNKNOWN IF THE SUSPECT STILL CONSISTS IN HIS ACTS....
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