"You try rubbing it for kicks?" John laughed.
"No, but we could give it a shot", replied Abdul
"I'll give it a shot!", you reach for the lamp and hold it comfortably in your hands. It's metal glimmers at you and feels rather cold to the touch. You take the plunge and rub the side of the lamp. You don't see anything happen.
"Huh! Guess this lamp wasn't what we...".
Then the winds began to blow.
You looked up with a gasp, staring at the purple streams of wind that blew from one side of the store to the other, pulling small things off the shelves and knocking the bigger ones around. The smell of incense was thick in the air, flooding his nose, making it hard to breathe without taking in the sickly sweet scent. You covered his face with one hand, trying to pull the other free from the lamp's pull without success.
“What...what’s happening?!” you yelled! You saw Abdul covering his face and coughing slightly as he looked at you in shock.
“The lamp is trying to make you its host!” Abdul shouted. “You will have its power!”
“But I don’t want it!” you yell back
“What should I do? This smoke is powerful John! Let me see if I can get something to pull you!” Abdul started to move items around for anything of use. You were focused on fighting the lamp
And it wanted him badly, from the way that the winds suddenly changed. The lamp whipped about, lifting up from its shelf and twisting in mid-air, pointing the spout at him. He could hardly believe that this was actually happening, that this was somehow real. Yet, it was. You could see your finger to the spout. The lamp was simply eager for you!
You grunted. You had a nice belly to keep you down! It was time to fight back. You start pulling yourself back dragging your feet slowly but surely. At first, you put some distance between you and the lamp. You inwardly smile at your solution. But the winds pick up again and you feel the pull only growing stronger by the second.
"Damn it! Abdul what are you doing?!". Abdul was working hard to find anything to help. So many items littered the floor. You were on the tips of your toes, barely holding on.
“AGH!”, you yelled as you felt something push you from behind. What was it!? Before you could look, you screamed as your feet feel forward and lifted off the ground as you was dragged towards the lamp. The spout seemed to suck you in, first his finger, then his arm, then the rest of his body, slurping you down like pasta. You felt your belly easily go into the lamp without any trouble. You wanted to scream but soon you felt yourself falling into darkness. You now knew that the lamp got it's own wish that day: A new genie.
What happens next?
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