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THE SHOW MUST GO ON
Author: Victor Amos Regannez
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Marvin stood there, calm as ever, with a slight grin on his face.

The crowd still buzzed with excitement around them, but Marvin's focus was only on the tall guard. He let the silence linger for just a moment before speaking.

"You want to hear what I wish for?" Marvin said, with a steady voice. "Fine, I will tell you."

The guard blinked, still struggling to understand everything that had happened.

Marvin stepped a little closer, his smile faded as his tone became serious.

"I wish for a special show." Marvin said. "I want "The Silver Mirage" to be played on every screen in this cinema."

The guard’s eyes widened in disbelief. "*The Silver Mirage*? You want us to play that for everyone?"

Marvin nodded, as there was not a hint of doubt in his expression. The guard shook his head, looking more confused than ever.

"But... that’s not possible," the guard stammered. "Do you know how many important people are in this cinema right now? Some of them paid for VIP tickets to see blockbuster film
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