"I wish I knew why I came to this house," Moose said out loud, not really expecting to get an answer. Suddenly, the stone grew warm in his hand and he had a weird compulsion to close his eyes and look away.
When he opened his eyes, his mind was filled with new memories ... memories of a guy he didn't know. His name was Steve. Steve ... Farber? Moose was coming to the Farber house because Steve wanted to show him something. He wanted to show him the stone ... the stone that he was holding right now.
This stone grants wishes, he thought to himself, making all the connections. He smiled. He could have anything he ever wanted with this thing.
"I'm gonna ... uh ... go," he told Mrs. Farber. But she wasn't listening. She was too busy trying to clean up the mess in the basement.
And with that, he left the house, thinking about what he wanted to wish for next.
