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She was like any other girl when you looked at her, and for the most part, she was. Her head in the clouds, but was starting to feel that quickening sense of adulthood bearing down on her.

"Sarah," called a voice. It was her step-mother.

"I'm in here," she said and buried her head into her pillow. The last thing she needed was another talk. Couldn't they leave her alone? Her step-mother opened the door and stood rigid amid the frame.

"Sarah, I've been worried about you." She took a few steps into the bedroom. Sarah was curled up on her bed. "You've spent the whole weekend like this."

"I don't want to talk about it. I'm okay."

The step-mother took another step forward, but them shrugged her shoulders and walked out of the room. Sarah could hear her talking with her father downstairs. But she didn't care. She lost something, some part of herself in that labyrinth, and she needed to get it back.

"But Dad, you can't ground me!" Nancy was furious. She was just starting to make new friends, and they invited her out.

Sergeant Thompson's voice boomed out at her. "Not tonight Nancy."

She collasped on her bed and her voice turned low. "What did I do this time?"

She watched her dad, usually so controlled in any situation, start to crumble in front of her. "Nancy, I just don't think that they are good kids. One of them we had locked up due to possession." It was a good point, but his voice lost all of his power.

"You think if you keep me here, you can always protect me. Why don't you just lock me up in jail then? People hate me at school. They think that I'm crazy. And finally there are people who want to talk to me, and you take that away. You aren't going to being Mother back if you trap me."

She saw the tears swell up in his eyes at the mention of her mother. But she pushed that pain aside. "Nancy," his voice softer, "just stay tonight." He closed the door as he walked out of her room.

Nancy turned over and felt like crying on her pillow. He wasn't the only one hurt by Mother's death.

Lily paced around her palatial room. It was fit for the princess that she was, but it was not where her heart lies. She had not had the chance to go out into the forest for weeks. Her father forbade it for the time being. He felt it too dangerous after the world was half-dead. He was raising his armies, afraid that the Dark Lord will return to his power.

She gazed out her window, beyond the courtyard, beyond the heavy exterior walls, beyond the training grounds and saw the treetops. She pressed he hand against the glass as if that would get her closer to the wood.

"Jack," she whispered.

Sleep overtook them. In that twilight place they heard a shout. A cry full of pain and longing and for a moment they were so certain that sound was from themselves. Each of them stretched out to find that cry, that bitter wail of a childhood lost. All of them were surprised when they felt something grab back.

They tumbled onto a cold stone floor. Nancy was the first one on her feet. "Who are you?"

Sarah got up and helped the princess to her feet. "I'm Sarah Williams."

Nancy extended a hand out for a shake, "Nancy Thompson." Sarah took her hand and gave it a small shake.

Lily faced the two of them and curtsied. "And I am Princess Liliandra Dawn, but you may just call me Lily"

Each of them looked at the others and saw the similarities between them. All of them around the same age, All with dark brown hair, and all had that edge of pain in their eyes.

They looked around. It seemed like this place was half formed; stone walls and floors looked half formed and decayed. Jagged stumps of stone stood out of the ground and and parts were just floating in the air. "Where are we?" asked Lily

"Looks like the dream world" said Nancy.

Sarah scanned around, "No, I think I've been here before. This place looks like part of the realm of the Goblin King. Specifically, it's where I defeated him."

"I was going to say that's weird, but then where I've been hasn't been too sane," said Nancy. "This looks like the dream world. I had to fight a man who could kill you in a dream. He's gone, but he took a lot of people. A lot I cared about."

"Now another question, would be how did we get here?" Lily said.

"I felt you," said Nancy, "both of you before we came here. I reached out."

"I reached out too," said Sarah. They looked over to Lily "Did you?"

She nodded "Yes. Part of me feels like I should already know you."

Sarah looked around again. "Maybe we should find out where we are."

The three of them walked across the stone floor, careful around the steep edges so they wouldn't fall into the abyss below. Parts of the ground became uneven and they helped each other climb or jump to the next level. Finally after feeling that they were going to be stuck in this place forever, they came across a door.

It didn't have a knob or knocker, it was just a large black door.

Sarah pushed on it. "I don't think it's supposed to open."

Nancy looked around trying to find anything that might indicate how to open the door. Lily walked up to it and knocked. The door creaked open.

It was a grand throne room, but empty except for the man slouching on the throne. He was looking off in the distance and his hair was wild and spiky. He had was to his chin as if deep in thought.

He looked up at them, and his face brightened. "Sarah?" He stood up and opened his arms. "I knew you would come back. And you brought friends." He smiled. And bowed to all the girls Jareth bowed to all the girls. "Let me please introduce myself, I am Jareth, the Goblin King."

Lily's eyes went wide, "Goblins?"

"Don't worry about the goblins my dear." Just as he said that two white unicorn ran out from one part of his throne room to another. "Those two scared all my goblins away.