<div style="text-align: center">Name: Steven Hallick<br/>
Age: 28<br/>
Brief History: An avid artifact collector who has spent most of his life tracking down ancient middle-eastern artifacts.<br/>
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<br/>​</div>The pawn shop on the corner of 5th and 8th was far more unexpected of a place to house one of the most powerful objects in all of Arabian lore. It was a small building smashed in between two towering apartment complexes, and surrounded by loud highway traffic in the dense center of New York. It was rundown and decrepit, windows barred up and large pictures of naked women to advertise the shop as a porn shop, which made even less sense than the tasteless banana cream paint that was peeling off of the walls of the building. And yet here it was, leaving Steven feeling all the more hopeless at failure and excited at success in this moment.<br/><br/>Taking a step into the building, he set down his steel suitcase and scanned the many dozens of artifacts that called the dusky old shop home. His heart began to pound as he continued to search the room for the item he was looking for. His attention was ripped away from the end of his 6 year search by a portly asian man coming from the back of the building. "OH! Hello there sir! Please look around! What brings you hear?" Steven shook his head as the man kept trying to offer the many useless curios that were in his shop.<br/><br/>His heart skyrocketed as he laid his eyes on the prize he had been searching for: A small glass flask with a purple glowing orb floating in the middle of it. Steven ran over and immediately picked it up, turning to the man who apparently ran the store. "I will pay any price for this item! Please, you have to let me have it!" The portly man frowned, putting down the decadent vase he had been trying to sell and looking at the dinky flask. "That's forty thousand dollars. If you don't have the cash, then buy something else or get out." Steven growled at the man's difficulty, and put aside the flask, picking up his previously set suitcase. He opened up the briefcase to reveal one-hundred thousand dollars and handed it to the elder man, picking up the flask once more. "It's all I have. I'm sure this will suffice, sir. Have a good day."<br/><br/>Leaving the stunned man behind to his newfound fortune. Steven made his way outside, his heart pounding harder than ever before as he got into his car and drove away. He pulled into the emptiest parking lot he could find within a five minute drive, and he quickly jumped out of the car and made his way to the middle of the lot. Looking around to make absolutely sure nobody was around, he examined the flask and smiled, his excitement exploding from him. After a long drawn out scene of celebration and shouting about his search finally coming to a close, his grin subsided as he lifted a hand to the side of the flask, hesitating. Was he really about to buy into this silly thought of genies? Yes. Yes he was.<br/><br/>Steven rubbed the dust off of the flask, his eyes growing wider as the orb in the flask began to expand into a black gas. Even if he had expected something to happen, it still caught him off guard, causing him to toss the flask and have it shatter. His heart sank immediately, only to be filled with terror as the black fog began to grow larger and denser, filling up the entire lot. The smog then condenses down to the shape of a humanoid figure, revealing a creature shrouded in flames with four arms. The figure lets out a piercing laugh, a sound that shook Steven to his core, causing him to fall onto his back in fear.<br/><br/>The dark Djinn growled and lowered his eyes down to Steven, sounding pleased. "You've done well to release me, foolish mortal. When the day comes that this world is razed, you shall be a witness to all of my wonders!" With another laugh of sheer mania, the djinn faded into nothingness, leaving Steven shaken. His mind was assaulted with images passing through his mind's eye a mile a minute until he finally succumbed to unconsciousness. When he wakes from his sleep, he finds himself lying in his bed, stripped of his clothes from the waist up and without a single memory of how he got back. As he goes to slip out of his bed, he hears a noise of someone coming up the stairs. He freezes in place, listening and waiting for the foreign person to show themselves.