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- Larten spent most of the day rehearsing with Mr. Tall. They set up a number
- of high-risk escapist routines. In one, Larten was locked in chains and
- placed beneath a door studded with sharpened stakes. The door would be
- held in place over him by a rope, and a member of the audience would be
- invited to slice through the rope with a knife. It would take them about half
- a minute to cut through the strands. If Larten didn’t wriggle free in time,
- he’d be skewered in a dozen places, and that would be the end of him.
- Getting out of the chains wasn’t the hard bit—any decent escapologist
- could have done that. But Mr. Tall wanted it to appear as if he’d failed, so
- that when the stakes dropped, the audience could see him still struggling. If
- he darted out of harm’s way at the last split second, using his unnatural
- speed, he would give the impression that he’d been trapped and everyone
- would think he was dead.
- “That should give the crowd a juicy scare,” Mr. Tall said
- enthusiastically.
- The difficulty was timing it so finely that those watching wouldn’t
- know he had escaped until after the door was raised. Larten had to do it
- countless times until Mr. Tall was happy. It was only when one of the stakes
- caught the hem of his cape and nearly speared his foot that Mr. Tall
- expressed satisfaction.
- “Perfect!” he clapped. “That’s what I’m after. Now let’s see if we can’t
- knock another tenth of a second off of it.”
- ***
- The Saga of Larten Crepsley: Brothers to the Death, Chapter 18
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