But then he pinched himself again. What was he thinking? He wasn't Goth.
He had to find the wishing stone and fix this before he completely forgot who he was supposed to be. He went back to his room, or what was now Zoe's room, and stood in front of the door for a moment before he realized something.
He'd hidden the stone somewhere...but he couldn't remember where. And with things changing, he couldn't be sure it was where he left it, even if he did remember.
At least he was safe for now. After all, Zoe didn't even know the stone existed. He headed off to get dressed.
