They found seats in the back corner of the theater. Peach slid into the chair and pulled her hood lower. Isaac sat beside her, his arm resting on the back of her seat.
The lights dimmed. The crowd clapped.
A man in a black suit walked onto the stage. He had dark hair and a thin mustache. He smiled wide and spread his arms out.
"Welcome, everyone," he said. "Tonight, we play with the mind."
People laughed. Someone whistled.
The hypnotist called a volunteer from the audience. A guy with glasses and a red shirt walked up to the stage, grinning. The hypnotist said a few words. The guy's eyes closed. His head dropped forward.
"Now," the hypnotist said, "when I snap my fingers, you will believe you are a chicken."
He snapped.
The guy flapped his arms and clucked. The crowd roared with la
