After the spectator successfully identifies the painting of a murder victim (confirmed by a rather startling revelation), a previously empty box is shown to contain the remnants of revenge. And here is the story:
“James Willet was a brilliant artist, specializing in portraits of young women. It was not unusual for him to produce a dozen or more pieces every year, and 1993 was apparently going to be no exception. And then, she happened.
Sherri Bloom arrived with a friend who had the normal request…a portrait suitable as a gift for her family. James was happy to oblige, but for him, it was love at first sight, not with the client, but with her friend, Sherri. Unfortunately for James, the feeling was not mutual.
Over the course of several sittings for the portrait, James became increasingly forward with Sherri, who frequently accompanied her friend to watch the painting take shape. Finally, Sherri had had enough of James’ advances. She told him in no uncertain terms that she was happily married and did not appreciate his increasingly aggressive behavior. In other words, she cut him off at the knees!
This did not sit well with James, whose ego was larger than Mt. Everest. His displeasure and disappointment was exacerbated by the fact that Sherri had rebuffed him in front of her friend, his client. And so, under the guise of asking Sherri to stay behind that he might apologize for his behavior, he killed her!
His ego thus satiated, he drained the blood from her body and mixed it with some of his paints. And then, he painted a portrait of her using those very paints that were laced with her blood…a rather bizarre memorial about which only he would hold the secret.”
At this point, the magician brings forth five representations of Willet’s paintings, one of which is a copy of the painting of Sherri Bloom. The spectator chooses one of the paintings through an apparent random process.
“You have arrived at a single image. This one. Is this the painting of Sherri Bloom? Indeed it is! But it seems that Sherri’s blood has separated from the paint and has leaked James Willet’s secret!
But this, my friends, is not the end of the story. Oh no. Before the police could solve the mystery of the young woman’s death, Sherri’s husband figured out what had transpired, and he paid Mr. Willet a visit. After introducing himself as a salesman of some sort, he whipped out a meat cleaver and whacked off the artist’s thumb and forefinger, a sort of symbolic end to his ability to paint. Leaving his prey to bleed out, he collected his prizes and one of Willet’s favorite brushes and departed the scene, returning to his home. There, he created a memorial of his own; a memorial not to his wife, but rather to himself, for his single-handed eradication from this world of the egotistical artist who had ended her life.”
What you receive: -
One box with a magnet in the lid and a shimmed flap -
One silicone thumb -
One silicone finger -
One artist’s brush -
Five images of paintings of young women, one of which is marked -
One larger painting of the selected woman, with blood leaking from the eyes -
One easel -
One cloth to cover the larger painting -
One instruction booklet, printed on parchment-like paper