"Jon? Are you okay?" Karyn said, placing her hand on his shoulder.
Jon looked up at her and curled his lip, then pushed her hand off. "Get away from me, bitch," he snarled.
"Jon, I think the magic hat changed your mind or something. Maybe we should use the stone to ..."
"No way. I'm not using that fucking stone to do anything." Then he smiled to himself. "Anything except to give myself the pleasure I deserve." He took the stone out of his pocket.
"Jon, you're not thinking clearly. It's like you've become evil or something."
"So?" Jon asked. "If this is what it's like to be evil, then I love it." He squeezed the stone. And before Karyn could stop him, he said "I wish ..."
