Throw it away.

You decide to get rid of the box - you know that if you keep it for any longer, the temptation of more wishes will eventually overun your common-sense. You think of just leaving it in the entrance way, but think better when you realise someone else will probably come along and open it. So you pick up the box, and go outside to look for the well. You find it easily, and look down into its black depths. You look at the box in your hand, then back down into the hole. Before you give into the temptation, you throw it into the hole with all your might. It disappears into the abyss, and after a few seconds you hear it smash against something solid. Seems the well's empty. You turn away from the well, sighing with relief, then wonder what to do next. As you think, you absently finger the camera still fastened around your neck, and remember what you came here for in the first place, before the leprechaun came along.

You pull out the camera and go into full reporter-mode, snapping pictures of anything interesting. You realise that you should've taken a picture of the box before you destroyed it, but it's too late now. You go back into the castle, still taking pictures. Then you remember the secret passage in the bedroom, and decide to go in there and take a few pictures of that mysterious hallway. You walk into the room, going straight to the closet in the corner. You open it and step inside, then push the coats aside as you make your way to the back. When you reach it, you give it a hard shove and it swings open like before. But you don't end up in the hallway. Instead, you find yourself in a huge circular room, dimly lit and large enough that you can't see the other side. A strange sound behind you averts your attention, and you turn to see the door fading into the wall. You're trapped.

Written by OOOooOOoOOhHHHHhHHHhhhh..... Spooky!

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