Magician Henry

Benjamin followed Suits backstage.

The backstage was spacious but it did not appear so due to the flow of human crowds flooding the place. Fashionistas in eccentric clothing weaved through the crowds - a youth in a tuxedo and a top hat, a curly-haired lady in a short skirt, a clown as round as a ball…... There was also a person wearing a wig that looked like his head was stabbed with a knife. His was holding a blood-stained violin.

This was an unusually rowdy place. The managers, actors, prop-makers, makeup artist, musicians…... The number of people that flocked together were uncountable, and Benjamin could not discern what they were discussing. In short, the atmosphere backstage was tense like a warzone before the performance.

Benjamin was grateful for this.

If he felt something was up, it was convenient for him to quietly leave this unruly place. He would not have to worry about fleeing.