A.N: I know a lot of my readers have been waiting for so long for this sequel. I am so, SO sorry about the wait.
Okay this first chapter is actually based on a dream I had. It woke me up at 2 in the morning and I couldn't get back to sleep until I wrote it all down. (Seriously does this happen to anyone else? It's kind of creepy, but kind of cool.)
A Strange Dream turned Nightmare
I was dreaming, of that I was sure, but it was different from any other dream I had had previously.
In that dream, I saw a very strange sight.
I saw a clock laying on its back, the face was cracked in half, but still it lay there tick-tock-ticking away. When I reached it I saw that there were no numbers written upon the face. As I looked closer at it, I noticed one of the hands did not move, it must have been knocked loose when it fell, so I picked it up. As I looked at it, I noticed that each side had a small clock on it, but these clocks had numbers on them. The first side said 1-12, the other side showed, 1-13. Then when I turned it back, it showed 12-24, and the other side showed, 15-16. The numbers changed each time I turned the clock hand over, but only cycling through those four sets of numbers.
As I looked at the clock closer a small click, like the unlocking of a door, caught my attention. I looked beside me and saw a great big set of doors, I moved closer to it and saw that one of the doors was opened slightly.
A voice called to me, "Sarah, beware."
As I nodded in agreement, my hand gently grasped the handle and turning the knob, I slowly pulled the door open further, and what I saw rooted me to the spot.
Before me stood a vale of coats and cloaks, each one as bright and beautiful as the next. My eyes were drawn to a brilliant white cloak that seemed to be made of feathers. It was soft and was warm to the touch.
A voice filled my ears, "All I ask for is so little….."
I spun around thinking there was someone behind me, but there was no one.
I turned back to the feathered cloak and took it out of the wardrobe. Again I heard a voice softly speaking to me.
"Just let me rule you…"
I turned to face the voice and instead saw a beautiful owl flying towards me, it's wings were bathed in a soft golden light. Its wings beat smoothly through the air.
Just before it reached me, the ground cracked and a great tendril of darkness snaked up and wrapped around the owl, causing it to screech loudly. The owl fought against the darkness, twisting and biting, and clawing with its talons. It continued to fight as the tendril pulled it down into the crack with it.
A flash filled the air and I covered my eyes to protect them and I felt a warm breath on my ear.
"Everything I've done, I've done for you."
When I next opened my eyes, there was no sign of the owl, the darkness, or even of the giant crack in the floor.
A great sadness filled me and tears fell from my eyes, falling to the floor where they turned to drops of red.
"Sarah..."
I felt a hand grasp my shoulder, I screamed in terror, throwing my hands up to cover my face.
"Sarah! Sarah, wake up! You're dreaming! Sarah, wake up!"
My eyes flew open as I scrambled to sit up, throwing my arms around him dissolving into tears as bits and pieces of the nightmare came back to her vividly.
"Jareth!"