The Mysterious Newcomer
Expectation and the usual dollop of desperation clung to the air inside The Velvet Ace, a world-famous underground casino in Las Vegas. That evening, an enigmatic character only known as ‘Joker’ showed up. His smile was enigmatic, his eyes hidden behind a pair of dark shades.

Game on.
Joker seated himself at the high-stake poker table, more nervous than any other in the city. He was playing quite calmly, not going for anything extreme, yet not letting that smile leave his face. Old-timers started sharing uneasy glances. This new guy was a real enigma.

Rising Tensions
The light faded and then Joker’s pile of chips glowed. He’d begun to irritate the locals. Mike “The Shark” Donovan, in particular was having a bad night. He didn’t like to have his nose pushed into his own feces, which is what he considered this area to be, and things just didn’t look.

The Joker vs. the Shark
The final showdown, The Shark against The Joker. The tension in the room was one that you could cut with a knife. The bets made, the cards drawn, The Joker’s face never changed, The Shark starting to look a bit shaky.

The Unveiling

On the final hand, The Shark was all-in, knowing he had it in the bag. In a heartbeat, the Joker called. As they flipped the cards, the room gasped; the Joker had a royal flush, a hand about as high as they go.

The Joker’s Secret In the game of roulette, amidst the awe and shock, the Joker stood. But his job was not about the money; he was there for the kick, for the challenge. And he even left the chips there, which surprised them all. Relation to Humans The story of The Joker spread like wildfire. He became a legend, a ghost story that gamblers whispered about in the dim corners of casinos. The Velvet Ace never saw him again, but his legend lived on.

The End