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"Now for this trick, I need a volunteer from the audience. Ah, yes, you sir. Come on up." The magician said cheerily. Up came the man on to the stage, smiling and looking a little awkward.

"What's your name sir?" The magician asked.

"Michael." he replied a little sheepishly.

"Michael, good. Give Michael a round of applause." He said addressing the audience again, and they did.

"Now, I just want you to stand here..." He said pointing down to a marked spot on the stage, "And face the audience for me Michael, now, good."

The magician rubbed his hands together and grinned. "Good, now if I take my hat here and begin to shake it a little, something magic happens." He said as he took the black top hat from a nearby table and held it aloft for the audience. He began to shake it gently. Slowly the hat began to get a little bigger. It was hard to see when it actually grew when he shook it, but it did. He stopped for a moment to look at Michael and then the audience again, smiling. "And then I shake it a little more... and a little more... and some more." each time he shook the top hat it got a little bigger and the brim was already touching the floor by the third shake. Chuckles were emerging from the audience now as the magician continued to shake the hat, eventually stopping when the brim went from the stage floor to the height of his shoulder. "You liked that didn't you?" He said both to the audience and to Michael. "We haven't even started yet, now for the good bit." Without further pause he lifted the hat and and slung it over Michael's head.

Michael flinched but kept on his spot as the hat descended over him. The hat, although clearly only half the height of him, promptly landed around his feet, obscuring him completely out of view from everyone.

The magician stepped up to the hat and without stepping on the brim, leaned foward and knocked on the top. "You in there Michael?" He said in a raised voice.

There was a pause but then a firm, muffled reply "Yes."

The magician walked around the large hat addressing the audience again "Now then ladies and gents, you'll notice something special start to happen..." The hat began to shrink again, "Of course, we shouldn't expect it to stay as it was, after all it was only a trick." He raised his voice again. "You okay under there, Michael?"

Again there was a pause before a reply came, "I think so."

The magician continued to talk while they all watched the hat slowly shrink back to it's previous, normal size. The magician stopped walking then and waited in silence for a few moments He leaned over the hat and asked tentatively "Michael?"

No reply.

"I wonder?" he said as though to himself. He reached down and lifted the hat from the stage floor. Out from under the hat there sat a white rabbit, with black eyes a pink nose and a fluffy bobbled tail. There was a quite chorus of Aaaw's from the audience and a small number of claps.

"Ta-daah!" said the magician before placing the hat back on the table. He picked up the rabbit, "Well now, surely this isn't Michael?" He said, whilst appearing to inspect the rabbit curiously for some tell-tale sign. "No... I don't thin so." he surmised, then walked over to the small cage to one side of the stage and placed the rabbit inside and secured the hatch. He stepped back to the centre of the stage and put a hand over his eyebrows to shield the spotlight so he could peer into the audience. "But where is he..." After a few moments turning his head to scour the crowd he suddenly shouted "Ah-hah!" and pointed into the audience. A few of them had been glancing around as though they might catch what he was trying to look for but now they all followed his gaze and the direction of his point to a seat on the second row. Where the volunteer Michael had been previously sitting drooped a paper cut out in the shape of a man. "He's back where he belongs, but what's this? Is he made out of paper?" he said with mock incredulity.

There were a few shocked gasps and murmurs from those closest as they, nor anyone else for that matter had noticed until just that moment when and how the paper cut out had appeared. But then they were clapping again. The paper was even printed with a picture that very much resembled the volunteer.

The clapping had continued while the magician stood silent with a grin. The clapping had begun to die down when he spoke again "Don't worry folks, we'll fold him up and mail him back home in the morning." he joked and audience laughed. He waited until the noise had begun to die down before continuing with his next trick.

Michael was at first extremely shocked when the light was cast upon him again and found himself in the form of a rabbit, but his shock soon turned into worry and fear after he was locked in the cage and the rest of trick unfolded and ended without him.

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"Now for this trick, I need a volunteer from the audience. Ah, yes, you sir. Come on up." The magician said cheerily. Up came the man on to the stage, smiling and looking a little awkward.

"What's your name sir?" The magician asked.

"Michael." he replied a little sheepishly.

"Michael, good. Give Michael a round of applause." He said addressing the audience again, and they did.

"Now, I just want you to stand here..." He said pointing down to a marked spot on the stage, "And face the audience for me Michael, now, good."

The magician rubbed his hands together and grinned. "Good, now if I take my hat here and begin to shake it a little, something magic happens." He said as he took the black top hat from a nearby table and held it aloft for the audience. He began to shake it gently. Slowly the hat began to get a little bigger. It was hard to see when it actually grew when he shook it, but it did. He stopped for a moment to look at Michael and then the audience again, smiling. "And then I shake it a little more... and a little more... and some more." each time he shook the top hat it got a little bigger and the brim was already touching the floor by the third shake. Chuckles were emerging from the audience now as the magician continued to shake the hat, eventually stopping when the brim went from the stage floor to the height of his shoulder. "You liked that didn't you?" He said both to the audience and to Michael. "We haven't even started yet, now for the good bit." Without further pause he lifted the hat and and slung it over Michael's head.

Michael flinched but kept on his spot as the hat descended over him. The hat, although clearly only half the height of him, promptly landed around his feet, obscuring him completely out of view from everyone.

The magician stepped up to the hat and without stepping on the brim, leaned foward and knocked on the top. "You in there Michael?" He said in a raised voice.

There was a pause but then a firm, muffled reply "Yes."

The magician walked around the large hat addressing the audience again "Now then ladies and gents, you'll notice something special start to happen..." The hat began to shrink again, "Of course, we shouldn't expect it to stay as it was, after all it was only a trick." He raised his voice again. "You okay under there, Michael?"

Again there was a pause before a reply came, "I think so."

The magician continued to talk while they all watched the hat slowly shrink back to it's previous, normal size. The magician stopped walking then and waited in silence for a few moments He leaned over the hat and asked tentatively "Michael?"

No reply.

"I wonder?" he said as though to himself. He reached down and lifted the hat from the stage floor. Out from under the hat there sat a white rabbit, with black eyes a pink nose and a fluffy bobbled tail. There was a quite chorus of Aaaw's from the audience and a small number of claps.

"Ta-daah!" said the magician before placing the hat back on the table. He picked up the rabbit, "Well now, surely this isn't Michael?" He said, whilst appearing to inspect the rabbit curiously for some tell-tale sign. "No... I don't thin so." he surmised, then walked over to the small cage to one side of the stage and placed the rabbit inside and secured the hatch. He stepped back to the centre of the stage and put a hand over his eyebrows to shield the spotlight so he could peer into the audience. "But where is he..." After a few moments turning his head to scour the crowd he suddenly shouted "Ah-hah!" and pointed into the audience. A few of them had been glancing around as though they might catch what he was trying to look for but now they all followed his gaze and the direction of his point to a seat on the second row. Where the volunteer Michael had been previously sitting drooped a paper cut out in the shape of a man. "He's back where he belongs, but what's this? Is he made out of paper?" he said with mock incredulity.

There were a few shocked gasps and murmurs from those closest as they, nor anyone else for that matter had noticed until just that moment when and how the paper cut out had appeared. But then they were clapping again. The paper was even printed with a picture that very much resembled the volunteer.

The clapping had continued while the magician stood silent with a grin. The clapping had begun to die down when he spoke again "Don't worry folks, we'll fold him up and mail him back home in the morning." he joked and audience laughed. He waited until the noise had begun to die down before continuing with his next trick.

Michael was at first extremely shocked when the light was cast upon him again and found himself in the form of a rabbit, but his shock soon turned into worry and fear after he was locked in the cage and the rest of trick unfolded and ended without him.