That night, Jon stared at the rock, lying there in its box. He pondered the power now in his possession, and frankly it frightened him. He could do damn near anything he wanted to, and as he had seen earlier with Karyn, there it could do quite a few things that he didn't want.
Inadvertantly saying the words "I wish", while holding that stone, could do damage that was nearly irreversable. Was he really worthy of the power? Could he handle the temptation he knew would come with it?
He lifted the stone in his hand, and ran his thumb along the smooth surface. He couldn't help but think that bad things would result from him having the rock. Thinking slowly about the wording of a wish, he grasped the rock so tightly in his hand, that his knuckles went white, and blood leaked from between his clenched fingers.
"Stone, I hope you can hear me." He took a deep breath, and closed his eyes. "I wish to know what will happen to the world, if I should keep you in my posession."
