Ever since her trip she had been having strange dreams. She could gladly see her friends through her mirror, a rather makeshift portal, but she still had this sad feeling. The Goblin King had taken her brother, and she had defeated him. She should be happy and yet she wasn't.

The sad emptiness only came in her dreams. Every single one of them was the same as the one before. She dreamt she was with her friends from the Underworld. It was a beautiful day and they were in an imaginary field. Then all of that collapsed in, the world turning dark rapidly.

In the dark only her figure remained in the dark surroundings. There was a voice repeating her name over and over in the background, she keeps turning trying to find the source. The dreams continue for a year, after many tries of trying to get rid of them.

Her stepmother heard her screams in the night one too many times and suggested she go to a physiatrist. Sarah went there reluctantly just hoping the dreams would stop. The "head shrink" wasn't really much help. She could never really understand Sarah's dream with the vague details given.

In the meantime our young heroine was doing very well in school. She had made the transition from sophomore to junior quite nicely; earning herself the leading roles for a few plays as well. Then just as suddenly as they came, the dreams stopped. She was so happy, she called for her old friends from the labyrinth; who, because of her busy schedule she hadn't seen in months.

The dreams or nightmares as you may call them, ceased for a whole month. Then a new dream arose that left her tossing and turning. Except this one happened only once and once was surely enough.

A young woman with long brown hair and sharp features smiled sinisterly. She had on a long scarlet dress, a black cloak draped over it. She gracefully walked to the blonde haired man lying on the ground. His regal looking clothing was ripped, red slashes with the rips. His face was battered, adorned with black and blue bruises.

He looked as if he lost all of his will to fight. The woman yelled at him to collect his dignity and stand up. Her voice was as cruel as her appearance. Once he gathered enough strength to stand, she grabbed him by his pulling his face up. His two mismatched eyes glared at her before she spoke.

"You really shouldn't have done that. Accepting an heir without the elder's decision, how disappointing .Fraternizing with a human girl no less, offering your very soul to her; just so she could stay. We all know you don't even own this body much less your soul. You knew if you didn't find an heir soon we'd tear your soul out this body. You would become nothing more than a powerless human!" The woman spoke the words with venom.

To add to it all, she traced his chin with her pointer finger. All the while her face twisted in an ugly scowl. He just stood there like a statue, waiting for her next blow.

"In the end this body is going to be stolen from you. Do you have any idea how long it took us to craft this body? Now a much more worthy soul is going to be living in it. I hope that girl was worth it Jareth, I really hope she was. First things first though. The elders told me as punishment I am to break your soul. It's much easier to take a soul from a body, once it's broken. That way the new Goblin King would be able to fit in this body. Once your soul withers away then we have to find a more new soul to be king, hopefully this one will be loyal. I would hate to break two kings in a row."

The "breaker of souls" raises her arm and let go of "Jareth". He falls to his knees as the red dust circles around him. It binds against as his screams fill the air.

She decides the very next morning she would call for Hoggle. She would ask him what is happening in the Underworld. After all everything would be all right, since that was only a nightmare. Just a bad dream, that probably didn't even happen. In the back of her mind though, she doubted it wasn't real.

Yet when she called upon her friends the next Saturday, (because she couldn't see them the very next day) they denied anything strange in the Underworld. She heard a hint of dishonesty in their voices but decided to ignore it. Ignorance, as they, whoever they may be, say is bliss. In this case it was more than bliss full but joy full.

She continued on with her life as she did before. After a couple of months of peaceful dreams she stopped seeing her therapist. It wasn't as if, Sarah's physiatrist was helping the situation anyways.

Junior year soon passed and the eve of senior year came. She went out with her friends from the drama club. She had fun, more fun than she had in years, and it had been a while since she acted silly.

Her stepmother was overjoyed when the girl came back. She had always hoped that her stepdaughter would find some friends. The high scholar always seemed so lonely, and lost in her own thoughts.

The young woman's little brother seemed happy too. He was walking around the house with that little grin that toddlers always have. He was the very first one to meet her at the door, running to it when the doorknob turned.

That before everything changed, though. Before everyone's life would be turned upside down and inside out. And they didn't even know it.