It's dark in here.

Except when I make a light. Then it's all bright and I can see all the little treasures.

And when I get bored I can lift the lid off and wander around, and look through my pretend wall at the little thieves. Pity they died so quickly. I could have had more fun with them.

Sometimes I talk to the Marids in the staff, but they don't talk back. I tell them everything that comes into my head, especially about the little thieves behind the wall and what I'm going to do to the next little thieves.

I don't think they like talking though, so I just make sure no one steals them.

This body's gone all shrivelly and boney, so I must have been in here quite a while.

I think I'll count the little treasures again.