Chapter 1
"Toby! Toby, wait up!" I ran up to my boyfriend, stomping in about six puddles. "Great," I mumbled. "The umbrella almost got me home without getting wet, and I go running in puddles."
My name is Jill Stevens, I'm a tall, 25 year-old girl with blonde hair and blue eyes and this is what happened about, let's see...4 hours before my life got weird. Not that I don't like my life now, hey, I actually like it better, but it's weird. You'll see why later, and if you don't, you're as blind as a bat.
"Jill, if I waited for you, by the time you caught up with me, it would be 3 weeks from now!" Toby teased. He pushed a strand of his brown hair off his handsome face.
"Oh, shut up! Or I'll sick those goblins on you and let them keep you!" I joked. Toby's laughter quickly faded into a look of fear.
"Sshh! They'll here you!" He whispered to me. I gave him a sympathetic look.
"Sorry, I forgot how serious you were about that." I didn't understand why he took it so seriously. I mean, his sister was probably only told him that when he was a baby, she accindently had him taken away by goblins and she had to go through a Labrynth to save him to scare him. Right? And he was 24 years-old, for cryin' out loud! That was what I was thinking at that moment. Boy, was I wrong!
"They're always listening. Always," Toby mumbled.
We ran the rest of the way to Toby's house. His step-mom greated us with hot coacoa, which we took greatfully. Then we did our homework, which we didn't have a lot of, and after that, we flipped on the TV and plopped ourselves onto the couch.
"Jill! Your mom just called and asked if you could stay for the night because of the storm. You can stay in Sarah's old room tonight, OK?" Toby's Mom called to me from the kitchen. We had been watching TV for about 15 minutes.
"Yeah! Thanks a bunch!" I called back. Then Toby and I went up stairs and got ready for bed.
20 minutes later I was in Sarah's old room wearing one of Toby's T-Shirts. It was huge on me, but I didn't care. No need to worry about someone seeing my undies. I walked around the room. There were lots of theatre items, dolls and books. One in particular caught my eye. I picked it up.
"Huh, this must have been where Sarah got that goblin story idea from." The title of the book was: THE LABRYNTH. When I lightly tossed it back onto the dresser it flipped open to a page Sarah had obviously read a lot. I read the words on the page aloud. The second that the last word rolled off my tongue thunder boomed loudly and the power went out.
I strode out into the hallway. Toby's Mom had run to the store to pick up some milk and had not come home yet. It was just me and Toby...or was it just me?
"Toby?" I called out into the darkness. "Toby, are you there?" I walked across the hallway to his bedroom door. I opened the door slowly and looked inside.
I gasped in horror. The window was shattered. Pieces of glass and the shredded curtain lay on the floor. The dresser had been knocked over. And Toby...was gone.
"Toby! Toby, wait up!" I ran up to my boyfriend, stomping in about six puddles. "Great," I mumbled. "The umbrella almost got me home without getting wet, and I go running in puddles."
My name is Jill Stevens, I'm a tall, 25 year-old girl with blonde hair and blue eyes and this is what happened about, let's see...4 hours before my life got weird. Not that I don't like my life now, hey, I actually like it better, but it's weird. You'll see why later, and if you don't, you're as blind as a bat.
"Jill, if I waited for you, by the time you caught up with me, it would be 3 weeks from now!" Toby teased. He pushed a strand of his brown hair off his handsome face.
"Oh, shut up! Or I'll sick those goblins on you and let them keep you!" I joked. Toby's laughter quickly faded into a look of fear.
"Sshh! They'll here you!" He whispered to me. I gave him a sympathetic look.
"Sorry, I forgot how serious you were about that." I didn't understand why he took it so seriously. I mean, his sister was probably only told him that when he was a baby, she accindently had him taken away by goblins and she had to go through a Labrynth to save him to scare him. Right? And he was 24 years-old, for cryin' out loud! That was what I was thinking at that moment. Boy, was I wrong!
"They're always listening. Always," Toby mumbled.
We ran the rest of the way to Toby's house. His step-mom greated us with hot coacoa, which we took greatfully. Then we did our homework, which we didn't have a lot of, and after that, we flipped on the TV and plopped ourselves onto the couch.
"Jill! Your mom just called and asked if you could stay for the night because of the storm. You can stay in Sarah's old room tonight, OK?" Toby's Mom called to me from the kitchen. We had been watching TV for about 15 minutes.
"Yeah! Thanks a bunch!" I called back. Then Toby and I went up stairs and got ready for bed.
20 minutes later I was in Sarah's old room wearing one of Toby's T-Shirts. It was huge on me, but I didn't care. No need to worry about someone seeing my undies. I walked around the room. There were lots of theatre items, dolls and books. One in particular caught my eye. I picked it up.
"Huh, this must have been where Sarah got that goblin story idea from." The title of the book was: THE LABRYNTH. When I lightly tossed it back onto the dresser it flipped open to a page Sarah had obviously read a lot. I read the words on the page aloud. The second that the last word rolled off my tongue thunder boomed loudly and the power went out.
I strode out into the hallway. Toby's Mom had run to the store to pick up some milk and had not come home yet. It was just me and Toby...or was it just me?
"Toby?" I called out into the darkness. "Toby, are you there?" I walked across the hallway to his bedroom door. I opened the door slowly and looked inside.
I gasped in horror. The window was shattered. Pieces of glass and the shredded curtain lay on the floor. The dresser had been knocked over. And Toby...was gone.
