Okay, review time to get his bearings and make sure he didn't hit his head too hard (Why didn't he read up on concussions at any point?)

JJ has been exploring the small town of Forks. Today he went a bit further and found a large house that looked empty. Not entirely abandoned, it looked like someone started renovating and then gave up. So JJ decided to take a look around. Maybe draw something interesting. While exploring, he just leaned over a chimney (?) that looked very solid, except he then fell right through it.

His memories sound right.

Now he needs to make sense of the present.

Apparently, he managed to land such that he didn't break anything, but his entire body aches. His left arm is particularly bad, but not broken. And he remembers his arm somehow cushioning his head. Which - as part of his body - also aches.

He is in some kind of hole? Pit? Maybe part of the chimney structure? Except... there are no exits? And there is light, coming from... everywhere. Which is not a good sign for the state of his head.

The place is claustrophobically small.

Which is good, JJ could probably climb his way up by pushing against the sides of the pit.

If his entire body - and one of his arms in particular - wasn't hurting so much. Ugh.

And he really can't see any entrances, not even the one he came through.

No, no negative thinking. Assess the situation and figure out how he can get out of this.

The most obvious "solution" that comes to mind, is that he can be rescued. He parked his bike outside the house, so that is a clue for search parties. If he hears someone, he can shout for help. They might even trace him with search dogs.

That still is hours - if no days - ahead. But better than nothing.

With that in mind, he can go back to thinking about his situation. Calmer. He can wait until the ache all over hurts a bit less before doing anything.

He has himself, his clothes, his shoes, his clipboard fell through, so did his mechanical pencil. No clue where the eraser is.

There is a book on the floor, beneath where his clipboard landed.

JJ sits down and picks up the book. But doesn't start reading right away.

It's tied close by a string, with a hexagon... thing (for decoration?). It looks old.

He looks at his surroundings again.

Yep, still the same exitless pit with mysterious glowing air that is probably not caused by radioactive glow-in-the-dark paint from the same era those girls got uranium poisoning. Boring is not quite the word, but not exactly engaging.

Given that, he carefully undoes the string and opens the book. The hexagon goes into a pocket.

My dearest Descendant. I, Elias Frobisher, bequeath to thee this Book and the Fourth-Coin encircling said Book. Merely hold the Coin and make a Wish, envisioning the Wish focused through the Coin. It will provide thee with the magickal Powers I myself invoke, and describe herein, Powers of many Kinds including those of Conjuration, Healing, Attack and Defense, and other Uses. These Powers are marvelous and I value them and wish them passed on to future Persons who may come to understand them. However the Powers come with a Cost, borne in Pain.

For the First-Coin, the least prick of a Pin will suffice, yet for greater Coins greater Pains are required. Only Pain and not lasting Injury is needed and so Gains may yet be made in the relief of sicknesses and Wounds

Make a Coin by producing in thyself a Pain, and then moving thine Pain through thy Mind from Left to Right. Thine Coin will appear, in whatever sort corresponds to the used Pain.

Between the old-style language, and the S's that look like F's, JJ reads the thing without consciously parsing the meaning. When he does, he stares at the book for a long moment.

Okay, he is trying to be sane here. But 1) There is a lot of content for this book to be a prank, 2) If he is hallucinating after hitting his head he might as well enjoy the vivid dream where he can read.

There are charts on what each kind of coin, what they can do, how to get them. There is a very detailed picture of how Elias Frobisher made the "Fourth-Coin" and how the pit is supposed to let him in even when there was a solid brick wall... Which, implies they are distantly related. JJ is new in town, but his family used to live here in the past...

He almost reaches for the coin inside his pocket, but the position is awkward enough that he can't do it by accident. So he keeps reading. A bunch of theories on how this is supposed to work. JJ supposes it's fairly academic for someone from however-long-ago.

There are other coin makers contemporary to Elias, but there is no description on how to become a coin maker...

JJ goes back to the part describing what each level of coin can do. And makes sure he got it right.

He takes a piece of paper from the clipboard, as a makeshift barrier between him and the coin. From text, he is not sure how sensitive these things us. Once that is done. He revises his intention and then makes a wish.

The sparkly hexagon vanishes.

Huh, the Left to Right thing makes sense now. JJ thought it did before, but now that he has the power, it's actually something with meaning.

And he should test it, and yes, there is a shiny square on his hand, shining like it's made of silver and glowing like the most beautiful thing in the world.

(He somehow expected either a triangle or a pentagon. Maybe he is getting used to this pain.)

JJ considers getting rid of the pain right away, but remembers the tiny little detail that he is still trapped in his ancestor's pit trap. He makes some more squares. And as a quick test fixes the paper he used as a glove (it had a okay-ish drawing which JJ was okay-but-not-happy with sacrificing it for power). The paper looks good as new.

This is so cool!

Except for the part where he needs to get out of the pit. And apparently a square is not enough to just appear back where he came from. Or briefly fly there. He is not confident enough in altering the structure to have stairs or a ladder.

There is an obvious solution.

He takes a deep breath. Right hand over the left arm. He squeezes suddenly and with every ounce of strength he can muster.

Ugh, still squares.

Again, he pushes harder. There is no point if he doesn't get a pentagon out of it.

With shaking breaths, he holds up the pentagon. Shining like the squares accumulating around his feet.

At least he should be able to leave now. He collects his things, realizing part way through that he can just use two squares - one for a bag, another to collect everything at once. That is at least practical.

He wishes to return to the room where he fell from. Then realizes that he should've just gone straight to his bike. No harm, he collects more squares on the way down.

Once JJ reaches his bike, he uses the squares to fix his injuries. He moods perks up immediately.

He can do magic! He is magic!

(at the cost of pain, but still, magic!)

He smiles contently at the sky. It's painful magic, but it's merely temporary. He can do anything. He can fix everything.