Jon grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her body then went and opended the door. Standing in front of her was a short man with no arms and no legs. His head was bruised from knocking against the door. "Hello, my name is Fiona. I'm meant to be a woman... Um, I seem to have misplaced my legs and arms. Can you call me a taxi?"
"Sure," said Jon.
Karyn looked at the amputee. "Um do you want a coffee?" she asked in the tense silence.
"No, but could you scratch my cheek. It's terribly itchee," Fiona asked.
"Not a problem," Karyn said.
Just then the power went off. The television died in the room beyond.
Jon returned. "I'm sorry, the phones are dead. I can't seem to call a cab. I wish you had a cab though."
A cab suddenly appeared in front of them.
Jon frowned. She hadn't been holding or touching the rock...
"Wow, how did that happen?" the legless person asked.
"I wished it..." Jon said.
"I wish I had arms and legs and was back in my old body," Fiona said. It was so. "Wow! I wish I had a million dollars!" It started to rain money.
Karyn frowned, "um Jon, this could be really bad..."
Jon nodded. If anyone's wish came true then enything could happen.
"I wish I was beautiful and young!" Fiona said. And she was. "I wish I could fly!" Fiona jumped into the air and dropped down again. Nothing. "I wish I could fly!" Still nothing. "I only got three wishes! Damn!"
Jon nodded. Three wishes. Everyone on earth could have three wishes... this was really really bad, even if the wishes were limited to three.
Fiona climbed into her taxi and drove off.
