As you finish speaking, the genie bows again before disappearing in a puff of golden smoke. You find yourself back in your original body, still standing within the ever-changing room. The windows have returned and there are now several crates stacked against one wall. A small, handwritten note has been left on top of one of them: "For your chocolate pleasure."

You spend the next several hours lost in the blissful indulgence of rich, creamy chocolate and warm, flaky pastries. As you finish off the last crumbs, you find yourself wondering what other delights this place might have to offer...