On autopilot, Jon left the house and headed to the mall.
The mall. I should head to the mall, his brain thought, unable to fight it.
The trip was uneventful, although Jon noticed a few people giving him stares.
And when he finally made it to the mall, he walked in through the main entrance and then stopped. He had regained control over his body. But walking to the mall (even the way he did) wasn't very interesting. Whatever his wish was going to do (that would be considered "interesting") probably wouldn't happen yet. But since he was brought to the mall, he figured that whatever would happen would happen here.
