Jon's Goth sister Zoe turned the strange-looking eraser around in her hand. How had it done that? A few moments earlier, she used it on a photo of her brother Jon and his friend Karyn. She rubbed the eraser over Karyn and the image of her vanished from the photo. But just the image of her. The background was still there, as if the original photo never included Karyn. She then tried it on all the other photos of Jon and Karyn and the same thing happened. It was so weird.
She grabbed the slip of paper that was next to the object. As she read earlier, right after she entered Jon's bedroom (she was curious to see what his inheritance was - and wow, what an inheritance! - she thought his inheritance was the collection of items lying around his room), the object that she was holding was called the Magic Eraser. Yeah, it was a stupid name. But what it did wasn't stupid. The instructions were as follows:
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Simply use the eraser to omit words or images displayed in photos, magazines, books, etc.
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Once something has been erased, it will be as if whatever the eraser was used on was always like that. Reality will change in accordance.
"Reality will change in accordance?" Zoe asked aloud. "What the fuck does that mean?"
For Jon, it meant that Karyn was never in those photos with him because Karyn wasn't his friend in this new reality that the Magic Eraser had created.
"Get out of my room, you pervert!" Karyn yelled.
"What's going on up here?" Karyn's mom asked, running into the room. She took one looked at Jon and demanded that he tell her who he was.
"It's me, Mrs. Black," he answered. "Jon Gibson. I'm Karyn's friend."
"I have no idea who he is, Mom. And I have no idea how he got in here," Karyn said.
"I don't know who you are or how you got in here, but I'm calling the police. You can't just break into my daughter's room and get away with it."
"But I didn't break in. She let me in here! Just a few minutes ago!" Jon tried to convince them. But it wasn't working. Somehow, both Karyn and her mother had totally forgotten who Jon was.
Jon tried to get past the woman blocking his way to the hall. He had to get out of there and get back to his house. Obviously, someone was using one of the magic objects that he had wished up.
He paused. Why was it obvious again? Suddenly, his memory felt fuzzy. He turned and looked at the hot blond with the big boobs and the woman standing next to her. Did Jon know them? Where was he anyway? He couldn't remember how he got there.
