Summary- Sarah has only been home from the underground for a few days but will she be forced to return? Or will she wish it? JxS.

Since Sarah's adventure into the Labyrinth she has not taken anything for granted. Sarah spent most of her spare time playing with her brother Toby and checking on him during the nights. After a few days her father and Karen noticed that Sarah had changed and they weren't sure if it was for the better or worse. Sarah had stopped reading fantasy and started to go into a depression.

"Sarah honey is anything wrong?" asked her stepmother in her most innocent voice.

"Huh, oh no I'm alright just decided its' time to grow up." Replied Sarah in a weak voice.

Karen was going to argue with Sarah but had decided not to, Sarah was deciding to grow up, which wasn't that bad but she's only 15 she should be out with boys, partying, becoming more social, not staying in the house all day every day.

Sarah's father noticed his daughters change and his wife's concern so he enrolled Sarah back in school and had put her into counselling.

"I wish the goblins would come and take you away... right now!" said Sarah while she walked out of Toby's bedroom. The crying stopped. Sarah turned and re-entered Toby's bedroom, now feeling scared.

Suddenly the bedroom windows flung open and in flew a massive white barn owl, which changed shape into a man, a man covered in glitter and a wicked smile.

"You're him aren't you? Your the Goblin King" stammered Sarah.

Sarah woke the next morning startled, that hadn't been the first dream she's had off the underground but that was the most common one she'd had.

"Sarah breakfast!" called Karen from the dining room.

Sarah had forgotten today she started school again and she wasn't too pleased about it. She had left school last year due to bullying and didn't understand why her parents would send her back there; surely people would remember her and get her again.

Quickly Sarah pulled out her old school uniform. Her white button up blouse, black tie, short back and grey skirt, knee high socks and her favourite pair of black flats. She quickly got dressed and put her hair up in a low ponytail. Suddenly she felt awfully cold, like someone was watching her, she shook her head and raced downstairs to meet her stepmother for breakfast.

It was going to be a long day.