Jon opened his door and saw Karyn.
"Karyn? What are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to use that stone again," she said, walking into Jon's room.
"Well, I thought we were gonna do that later. What's the hurry, anyway? I've got the stone for the rest of my life."
"I know. I guess I'm just anxious." She appeared to be looking around the room, as if she were searching for something.
"Are you looking for something?" Jon asked.
She stopped looking around and looked directly at Jon. "No. Of course not. Why would I be looking for something?"
"Well, I thought you might have been looking for this," he said, holding up the stone.
Suddenly, Karyn's expression changed from curiosity and desperation to rage. "Give it to me!"
Jon stepped back. "Huh?"
Karyn's eyes burned. "Give it to me, you fool!" This definitely wasn't Karyn.
"Who ... who are you? What happened to Karyn?"
"Karyn's still here. I'm just possessing her body. Which, I might add, feels so good to be in." Karyn lifted her hands to her chest and began to rub and squeeze her own breasts.
"Stop that! Leave her alone!" Jon yelled.
She only smiled.
