You discover a silver lamp in a dumper, until suddenly it explodes, puffs of green smoke expelling out and reforming into the shape of a man, who stumbles onto the pavement. You’ve encountered a genie!

The genie floats up, rubbing his neck and groaning, as he looks at you with giddy excitement. He immediately grabs you into a hug, roughly grinding his fist in your scalp as he cackles. He doesn’t seem like the typical genie, but a bumbling fool.

“I’m finally free! You’re a real sport! Hey, you know what? Just for that, I’ll give you three wishes! Don’t worry, make a wish, you can trust me!”