There was a bright flash, then a second later Jon's mother opened the door to find it her son's room was completely empty.
She looked about, puzzled. "That boy must be up already," she muttered as she began to gather his dirty clothes.
Jon watch in petrified silence as his mother seemed to look right through him, then proceeded to gather the clothes from the floor around his feet. Here he was, standing in the middle of his room wearing women's shoes and nothing else, and his mother couldn't see him? Was he invisible or something? His wish!
His mother came dangerously close to bumping into his naked lower body as she grabbed items from the floor. Jon could do nothing but watch and tremble nervously, as any attempt to move in the shoes would at the very least cause a noise, and more likely result in him falling on his naked ass.
Thankfully, the perilous situation was soon over and his mom left the room with dirty laundry in hand. Jon began to breathe again.
He looked at his reflection in the mirror, or at least he tried to. He really was invisible! Jon shook off one of the heels and he immediately faded back into view.
"This has possibilities," he mused.
