Jon went home and considered what sort of wish he would like to make next. He couldn't think of anything before going to bed that night. The next morning when he woke up he realized that he had overslept. He had stayed up too late thinking about the stone!
"I wish that I had some way to get to school on time," he absentmindedly said as he fingered the stone in his pocket.
Suddenly a large modular chamber appeared in the corner of his room.
"Could it be?" he thought.
Before he could think another thought, his mother walked in.
"Jon...hurry up and get into your transporter. You're going to be late if you dilly dally!"
