The Djinn

What do you think?

I like green.

"He wanted to cry.

He wanted to give himself up to despair.

And when he came to, he found himself

stretched out on the bed and a fairy

was sitting next to him.

'Tomorrow, your wish will come true,'

the fairy said.

'What is it' Pinocchio replied.

'Tomorrow you'll cease to be a puppet

and you're going to become a real boy.'

Pinocchio was beside himself with joy.

But it wasn't meant to be.

Next day, he fell down on all fours

and began running and jumping around the room.

His arms turned into legs, his face became a snout,

his back covered with long gray hairs.

And the most horrible moment was the one

in which he felt his tail appear.

And overcome with shame and grief, he began to cry.

But what's done can't be undone."

Dylan?

Dylan?

You okay? I thought I heard something fall.

I'm fine.

Okay.

Food's ready.

Dad?

Yeah.

Do you think Mom would have stayed if I wasn't... different?

You listen to me. Hmm?

We start thinking about the things we're missing,

we forget about the things we have.

You're perfect just the way you are.

Never forget that.

Okay?

All right. Let's eat.

You know, I'm hoping your grandparents

will be able to come down for the holidays.

Won't that be nice?

It's pretty good. Have you tried it?

Dylan, what's wrong?

Did the guy that used to live here really die here?

Yes.

But he was very old. Right?

Don't have to worry about it.

Not for a long time.

Whoo, how'd that happen? Huh?

Oh no, the tiger awaits.

He awakes. Oh, got it.

Oh.

All right, come on, come on, eat, eat, eat.

You gotta eat something. All right?

Okay, you sure you're gonna be okay without me?

I can always pick up a double another night.

Um, oh!

The number for the pager's on the fridge. Okay?

If you need me, just call.

Oh, keys, key, keys, uh!

Don't forget to take a shower before bed.

I'll be home before you get up.

And, hey, tune in around 9:30.

I've got a surprise for you.

Love you.

"At the start of the final hour of the day,

set a candle aflame.

Place three drops of fresh blood into the melting wax.

Face your reflection, speak these words,

and make your wish known.

'Spirit of fire, let the wheel of fortune turn.

Grant me my desire.'

Should your strength of will survive

until the stroke of midnight,

extinguish the flame and the Djinn

will grant your heart's desire.

But beware the Djinn's toll.

For the gift that you seek,

may cost your soul.

Artifacts required, one clock, one candle, one mirror."

Working now,

authorities have confirmed the identity

of convict, Norman Daniels

after he was killed in a hit and run late last night.

Authorities report that the 31-year-old

escaped a maximum security detention center...

You're listening to soft rock on WJIC-FM100.

I'm Michael Jacobs and I'll be taking requests

through the witching hour, all night long.

This next one is for a special little man in Burbank.

Dylan, if you're listening,

this one's for you.

Spirit of fire...

Let the wheel of fortune turn...

Grant me my desire.

I wish I had a voice...

I wish I had a voice...