Suddenly, the vase erupts with thunder and violently thrashes out of your hands, falling to the floor and shattering into a million pieces. A blinding light and thick purple smoke fills the room, completely stunning you in the process. Slowly, the light fades and the smoke dissipates, revealing the image of a large floating man standing before you in its place.
"I AM AMON OF DELHI, WHO STANDS BEFORE ME?"
Still processing what you're seeing, you stumble over your words and gasp for air, making a fool of yourself as you try to speak.
"I SEE... DO NOT STRAIN YOURSELF SMALL HUMAN. YOU HAVE FREED ME FROM MY PRISON OF THE PAST TWENTY THREE HUMAN YEARS. AS A GESTURE OF MY GRATITUDE AND GOOD FAITH IN YOU, I HUMBLY OFFER YOU THREE WISHES. I CANNOT BE FREE UNTIL THESE WISHES ARE GRANTED, BUT MY PATIENCE WEARS THIN. I HOLD YOU TO ONLY ONE RULE; YOU MAY NOT WISH FOR MORE WISHES IN ANY KIND OF WAY, ANYTHING MORE IS WELL WITHIN YOUR GRASP. UPON YOUR ACCEPTANCE, WE WILL MAKE HASTE TO BE FREE OF EACH OTHER ONCE MORE."
Without thinking, you mutter
"Prove it."
Completely shocked by your sudden bravery, you stand completely still, unsure if he really is who he says he is. Amon raises his massive eyebrow at you a minute before pointing to your closed bedroom door behind you. Hesitantly, you make your way towards the door
and slowly turn the knob...