I regained consciousness after what seemed like a few minutes; opening my eyes to find that I was back inside
the lamp. Sitting up in the bed, I noticed something was different about my surroundings. The room still had a
Middle Eastern appearance; but it was now more modern with a large screen TV along the wall.
As I sat on the bed, I realized the lamp must’ve changed its appearance to fit my tastes; making me realize that
I was going to be in here for a while. Getting out of bed, I looked around for a way out of the lamp.
Walking around the room, I looked at my surroundings. After examining a door that turned out to be a closet; I
started to get upset. Returning to the bed, out of desperation, I yelled at the top of my lungs, “Erin!! Help
me!!”
I repeated that for a while before I started to tire myself out. Lying down on the bed, I fought a hopeless
battle to stay awake.
I don’t know how long I was asleep; but I woke up to the sound of footsteps coming towards me. Opening my eyes,
I looked up to find a man standing over me. Looking at me, he said, “Greetings, young genie.”