Jon returned to find no sign of Sarah at all. He looked around, maybe she'd gone out the window for some strange reason? Nope, the window was closed. Then he noticed his pillow was not where it had been. And the rock was gone, too. Jon really freaked at this point.
"Karyn," Jon said over the phone moments later, "That bitch Sarah stole the wishing rock! There's no telling what her vapit brain is capable of wishing up, we have to get it back!"
"You're right," Karyn said, "And the longer we wait, the more time she has to mess with reality. She may have already seriously screwed things up already, and we wouldn't even notice! Come to my house, it's on the way to Sarah's, we can face her together."
Jon hung up the phone and raced for the door, stopping only for a moment to check his makeup and grab his purse.
