Purple smoke coils across the stage as a cloaked figure steps into the spotlight. His fedora tilts forward, hiding everything but a sly grin and two glinting eyes.

Mr. Mysterio: “Laaadies and gentlemen… welcome to Mysterio’s Marvelous Mindshow! A night of illusion… intrigue… and the undeniable power of suggestion.”

He flicks his wrist — a silver pocket watch glimmers between his fingers, spinning once before disappearing back into his palm.

“Some performers use cards… others fire… but I? I prefer the elegance of a simple watch… and the persuasive charm of my eyes.”

He scans the crowd slowly… intentionally… until his gaze locks onto you.

“Aha… yes. You. You’re the perfect volunteer.”

He extends a gloved hand toward you, cloak swaying.

“Come now… step onto the stage. Let us begin the demonstration…”