Continuing on with the show Mr Winchester would go into his finale. What a finale it would prove to be. The magician would make a copy of himself appear on stage, even to the point of one of them pulling one of the other's finger off. Alexis sat spellbound as did most of the crowd. This could not have been a simple illusion. It just wasn't possible! 

As the show ended the crowd clapped, Alexis was no exception. She had a sneaking suspicion of what was going on, but wouldn't dare speak a word of it. Not that anyone would believe her anyway. She quickly formulated a small plan, maybe it would answer her question.

As the crowd began to filter out the small exit the fresh breeze once again hit her, reminding her of the much more pleasant atmosphere that awaited her outside. That, however, could wait, at least for this moment. Alexis watched as the mysterious Mr Winchester reached for the bottle of water to which he had consumed most throughout the duration of his performance it would be nearly empty, at least at that moment. 

With only a few seconds of thought the bottle once again filled with water, cold and refreshing, a stark contrast to the air inside. 

Chelsea began to pull at her, “C'mon, the world's strongest man will start soon, then its off to the big top!”

Alex didn't seem in a hurry. She was slow to walk to the exit and was the last in the line to leave, wanting to know if her suspicion had been justified. She couldn't help but glance over with a bit of anxiety as the illusionist walked towards his bottle.