It wasn't half bad though, and it got his mind off his problems...till... he felt someting on his face and his face was covered with something thick and sticky, he let out a single gasp before it poured into his mouth, gagging him. His hands shot to his face only to be also glued in. He tried to stand up but something held him in place.
"Irresponisble little boy,are we? Quit struggling, it will only make things worse. I would stay longer but after being finally free I want to see the world. What are you saying? Oh...I'm a genie locked in your precious stone and thanks to your stupid wish I'm free now. Of course I'm grateful...Oh calm down...Nobody will hear you. You're still lucky, it was the dumbest wish ever made, you should have known that leaving free interpretation is a suicide. But how could you know. Hey, what is that book, preety thin for a book. Hmmm...preety interesting. Zatanna? Fear of puppets? Yeah...such risk can't go unpunished and well...a magic lesson included. Besides, I should live you a souvenir and enjoy my free will of making my OWN wishes now."
Jon shivered in fear.
