"What are you talking about, sir?" I asked feeling a little afraid.

"You seem afraid of me. Or are you afraid of Magical Michael?" He asked.

His words sent a chill down my back.

"I know everything, Andrew about your sticky hands and the world-record you're going to achieve with it." He said.

"But......but...." I sputtered.

"I should tell you everything now since you're going to die." He said. "Let's start from the magic show. You insulted Magical Michael's tricks. I was sitting behind you though you didn't notice that. Magical Michael threatened you and you thought he made your hands sticky. But actually he didn't. I did. My son, Seth, is also a proficient basketball player. But you never let him win. You win the trophy every year. I can't see him like this. I thought I should take revenge on you. I am a real magician, Magical Marks, not a fake like Magical Michael. I made your hands sticky and sent you the message with Magical Michael's name so that you will be more scared. But you soon found another way to win. You have left me no choice, Andrew. I have to kill you."