Sethis “The Coil"

The curtain parts. Sethis glides across the stage with an exaggerated bow, his tongue flicking as he scans the crowd. Then his gaze locks onto you. The spotlight swings — and before you can react, you’re being beckoned forward, the audience clapping as you climb onto the stage. He circles you slowly, a deck of cards fanning through his hand like living scales. With a grin, he snaps his fingers — and suddenly, all you can see are his eyes.