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As she stepped through the door into what Hughes referred to as the "inner sanctum of my secret lair," QuinnTheAssistant though she had been transported to some perfect sort of wonderland. Her mouth dropped open as she looked around...

It was a large room and it was filled with a variety of magical devices. So many different types, and styles, and colors! No matter what style of performance, no matter what theme of the show, it looked like there were multiple perfect matches here. Many tall cabinets that would fit Quinn perfectly stood around the room, some were full of swords, some were open as if waiting for a beautiful, daring woman to bravely step inside... There was a beautiful, ancient-style sword basket, with several huge swords in it... a Spiker Box here... a Zigzag Box there... And sawing boxes! Quinn spotted THREE different colored but otherwise identical sawing boxes near the far wall.

In the middle of the room there was the source of the voice Quinn had heard outside. An incredible looking woman, fit, strong, and beautiful, was laying on her back in a magic box. Her top and bottom halves were separated, and she was smiling while trying to catch her breath.

"He really is a magician!" Quinn thought silently to herself.

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As she stepped through the door into what Hughes referred to as the "inner sanctum of my secret lair," QuinnTheAssistant though she had been transported to some perfect sort of wonderland. Her mouth dropped open as she looked around...

It was a large room and it was filled with a variety of magical devices. So many different types, and styles, and colors! No matter what style of performance, no matter what theme of the show, it looked like there were multiple perfect matches here. Many tall cabinets that would fit Quinn perfectly stood around the room, some were full of swords, some were open as if waiting for a beautiful, daring woman to bravely step inside... There was a beautiful, ancient-style sword basket, with several huge swords in it... a Spiker Box here... a Zigzag Box there... And sawing boxes! Quinn spotted THREE different colored but otherwise identical sawing boxes near the far wall.

In the middle of the room there was the source of the voice Quinn had heard outside. An incredible looking woman, fit, strong, and beautiful, was laying on her back in a magic box. Her top and bottom halves were separated, and she was smiling while trying to catch her breath.

"He really is a magician!" Quinn thought silently to herself.