Chapter 1: Abduction

"Sarah, come to me. Come to me."

The beautiful 25 year old Sarah Williams thrashed around amongst her soft bed sheets as the dream she was encompassed in got more intense. She waved her arms around above her as if she was running and trying to push obstacles out of her way. Suddenly, a sharp clap of thunder and lightning struck close outside and abruptly awoke Sarah from her troubled sleep. She sat up, pushed the tangled sheets away from her and put her head in her hands. She said to herself,

"Why do I keep having the same dream?"

She let out a long sigh,laid back down and tried to go back to sleep.

The sun seeped through the gap in the paisley curtains that hung in front of the windows in Sarah's bedroom. The sun stream fell straight on Sarah's face and gently awoke her from her slumber. She stretched lazily, opened her eyes and rolled over to the side. She then focused on the display on her digital clock and cried,

"Oh no, it is 8:30! I am going to be late for work!"

She jumped out of bed and ran for the bathroom.

"Sarah, come to me. Give in."

Sarah shrieked in alarm at the sudden voice and turned around, but there was no one there. Sarah stated to herself,

"Weird."

She then resumed getting ready as quick as possible to try and not be late for work.

About 15 minutes later, rather untidy Sarah locked up her small apartment and headed out to her car. She hopped in and quickly set off to Art Gallery where she worked. As Sarah whizzed down the street towards her destination, her thoughts once again went back to the mysterious voice she kept hearing in her dreams and even when she was awake. Sarah felt like she recognised and knew the feminine voice well, but at the same time she had no idea who the voice belonged to. Before Sarah knew it, she had reached the car park of her workplace. She parked her little blue skoda up, grabbed her various art materials that she needed for the day and went into work. Sarah's work was an Art Gallery that housed works of various kinds, but Sarah worked on maintaining pieces of artwork from the Mythical Exhibition. Works that were included in the Mythical Exhibition were works that depicted fantastical creatures or stories of one sort or another.

Sarah walked into the restoration room where she did most of her work and was greeted with an abrupt and very tight hug. Sarah exclaimed while trying to inhale,

"Nina, you're crushing me."

Sarah's best friend and work colleague, 27 year old Nina Lawson let go of Sarah and replied,

"Sorry Sarah, I can't help it. You're just so huggable."

Sarah laughed and then asked,

"Am I really?"

Nina nodded and replied,

"Yeah, really."

Both girls laughed and then set about restoring the current mythical work that was in need of maintenance. Sarah asked,

"So what are we working on today?"

Nina quickly replied,

"It is entitled Fae Queen, got sent over from New York since we specialize in this area."

Sarah took a good long look at the picture. The painting showed a beautiful fae queen standing in the middle of a ornate room holding a glowing orb. The queen looked no older than 40 and had long, silky black tresses matched with bewitching silver eyes. Since the painting was so large, it felt to Sarah like she was staring into the eyes of a real person as the fae queen was painted as a life size figure. Nina asked,

"She is beautiful isn't she?"

Sarah nodded in agreement and then replied,

"Yeah, I feel as if I know her."

Nina laughed and said,

"Well, I would not want to be in her presence because I would have no man's attention next to her."

Both girls giggled and then started the work.

After a couple of hours Nina put down her restoration tools and declared,

"Right, I am in dire need of caffeine. You want a coffee Sarah?"

Sarah politely replied,

"Yes, please."

Nina smiled and headed out of the room. Sarah continued to work, but then she heard the voice again,

"Sarah, come to me. Give in."

Sarah gasped, looked around, but once again,there was no one there. Sarah brushed it off as her imagination, but then she heard it again,

"Sarah, come. Don't be afraid, come."

Suddenly, the Fae Queen painting began to glow. It radiated light and the surface seemed to take on a liquid like texture. Then, out of the painting, came a pale slender arm. It grabbed onto Sarah's arm and pulled her into the painting.

Sarah felt like she was on a horrendously fast roller-coaster as she was pulled through the portal. She kept her eyes shut tight until the roller-coaster like movements stopped. Then the feminine voice that have been haunting Sarah for days said,

"Sarah, it is over now. You may open your eyes."

Sarah hesitated at first, but then built up the courage to open her eyes and what she saw amazed her. She was kneeling in the middle of a ornate marble mosaic floor. Around Sarah was a circular room with pale white marble walls and pale blue pillars in front of the walls. Sarah then looked up and the ceiling was just as magnificent as the rest of the room. The dome shaped room was also white marble, but had string of lights draped down the curve of the roof that all joined to the magnificent crystal chandelier hanging from the centre of the roof. The feminine voice then spoke again,

"It is a fabulous room isn't it?"

Sarah's eyes immediately flew to where the voice was coming to and was met with the very image of the Fae Queen from the painting. This gorgeous woman had the same long, silky black tresses and the bewitching silver eyes were even more enchanting in real life. Sarah was so amazed that all she could manage to say was,

"You're... woman... painting."

The lovely woman gave Sarah a breathtaking smile and replied,

"Yes, I am the woman in the painting that you saw in your world. That painting acted a portal between the Above world and the Underground."

Upon hearing that she was in the Underground, Sarah's started to blush subconsciously at the thought of a certain well endowed Goblin King. Sarah then asked,

"Wait, if I am in the Underground, then why I am I not in the Labyrinth or the Castle at the Centre of the Labyrinth? Also, shouldn't that creep of a Goblin King be here trying to torment me?"

The stunning woman opened her mouth to speak but then there was commotion outside the door into the room and Sarah a rich, masculine voice that she knew only to well,

"What do you mean I can't go in there? The Fae Queen summoned me."

There was some sounds of movement and then the door was pushed open by Jareth, the Goblin King himself.