"Where am I?" David asked himself. He looked around but all he could see was the darkness of his new home. He took a step forward and instantly a lamp came to life revealing what the dark kept hidden; several floor pillows of various shades of color, a bed like sofa draped in a light colored fabric and sitting next to it a small dresser where a mirror and a lit lamp sat steadily lighting the space around him. A warm breeze blew across his bare arms with a gentle floral fragrance following in its wake reminding him of the perfume he would occasionally smell on Martha.
"Martha…" He whispered and suddenly the memory of what had happened came back to him. "This, This is the inside of her lamp. And if I'm inside then." David looked at his wrists and saw the gold colored armbands that he knew to be the bands belonging to a genie enslaved to a lamp or in his case the work of a very upset and now very free Martha.
"THAT EVIL GENIE!" He shouted into the empty room. An immense amount of r