The slender, fancy violet glass bottle swayed, the gold flecked liquid within sloshing in a steady circle.
Everyone in the shed watched it, eyes wide, curious and cautious. They'd pulled it out of the river earlier that day.
"Think it's a genie?"
"Could be someone who angered a wizard."
"But there's fluids in there."
"You try keeping all your fluids in after being trapped for days--"
"Yuck. Wait..."
"Aye, it's happened to me once..."