That night, Jon was gripped with a mortal fear. Questions flowed through his mind. Like, what is this entity that his grandfather was referring to? Where did it come from? How is it gonna take the stone from me? How am I going to stop it?
Then another question came to him: Why am I getting so afraid?
Jon had the most powerful item in the world. He could use it to ward off this evil entity, whatever it was.
He sat in his bed and held the stone. "I wish ..."
