Suddenly, the bedroom door opened, diverting Jon's attention, and in walked a young brown-haired boy who looked kind of familiar.
The boy nearly jumped at the sight of Jon. "Who ... who are you?" he asked.
"I'm Jon. Who are you?"
"Jon," the young boy said.
Then it clicked why the boy looked familiar. The boy was him, from maybe seven or eight years ago. He took another look around the room and remembered that this was how it looked back then. He didn't know how it was possible, but he had just traveled back in time!
"We have the same name. Isn't that really weird, Karyn?" the young Jon asked.
Karyn? Jon thought, then looked around and saw a young Karyn sitting at the computer desk. She was playing some computer game. He didn't notice her when the room came back into focus. Perhaps she only appeared after the stone glowed, fulfilling his wish? But this wasn't the Karyn he wanted. This was the Karyn from seven or eight years ago.
"Huh?" the young Karyn asked, turning away from the computer. "Hey, who's the big kid? Where did he come from?"
"I don't know," the young Jon said. "Tell me where you came from. Or ... or I'll tell my mom."
