You now feel much more unsure about what you are doing. Using a cloth to magically disappear your body was one thing, but now this involved an actual blade, for crying out loud. Christine guides your nervous self over to the machine. You lay down in it, which is rather uncomfortable given your arousal to the situation. She locks you into it and places a basket. You lay there, starring at the basket that was prepared to catch your head. She counts down loudly for the audience.
"3"
"2"
You gulp as you brace for the blade to strike.
"1"
Your hear the blade give a twitch as the release was activated and then heard the blade assembly descend, which was accompanied by the swoosh of the metal guides in the well lubricated runners. You feel it enter your neck from the back in a shock. The crowd gasps. It is cold, but feels oddly good. Before you could think anymore of it, you find yourself tilting away from the floor until you land in the basket.
The crowd was starring in anticipation. Christine walks over to where your head landed. She leans over and picks you up by the hair for everyone to see. "See, he's alright" she proclaims happily.
"What about his body? Can he control it?" a woman asked from the seats.
"Good question!" she turns her attention to you, "Can you?"
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