DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE LABYRINTH IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM

Sarah walked back into the house and started to clean up the breakfast dishes. She was just about done when she happened to walk past her computer. She looked at it with a sense of longing, longing to just jump on it and type. But she also knew that she had other chores to do. There was laundry, dusting, sweeping, it all had to be done. However each time she passed by the computer she couldn't help but feel the need to just sit down and type.


"Why Sarah, why, why did you have to go and stick your nose where it didn't belong!" Michael muttered as he drove his car down the road to the city. As he came around a bin, he saw something out of the corner of his eye. It looked like an owl flying next to his car!

"What the?" said Michael turning his head just a bit to get a better look at the creature. As he did he almost drove his car into the other lane into an oncoming car.

"Jesus!" Michael shouted as he swerved his car back into his lane. He looked back out his window and could still see the owl just a bit. If he didn't know better he could have sworn it was the same owl from the night before.

"Stupid bird!" he shouted, "If you ever come back to my house it'll be owl hunting season, I can promise you that!"


Sarah was just about done sweeping the floor of her dinning room when she looked over at her computer one more time. It was almost begging her to come and type out a story on it.

'Ah to hell with it!' she thought as she put the broom away and ran to it. Even if Michael didn't want her to sell the book, that didn't mean she couldn't at least type something out. But what should she write?

"Hmm," she said as she slowly started writing.

"Long ago a princess was forced into a marriage of a cruel prince by her wicked step-mother. The poor princess was forced to live in tower where no one could ever see her, for the prince was a really jealous man who didn't want anyone to ever steal her away from him. So the princess spent her days alone, with nothing but her thoughts to keep her company. However what the princess or her husband never realized was that there was someone who could see her from her tower."

Sarah stopped writing for a bit. Who could it be? Who could she make be her hero of her story?

"He was another king of a far off land. One so far off it only ever talked about in rumors. But it was real and so was its king. A king with special powers that could help him see the princess in her prison. Watching her, he couldn't help but fall in love with the woman and, and."

'And what?' thought Sarah, 'What could he do? Oh wait I know.'

"The magical king decided he would save the princess even if it meant going to war with the prince in order to rescue her then that was he would do!"

'Yes, yes, yes,' Sarah thought as she typed, 'this is good, this is very good!'

Sarah wasn't sure how long she at her computer typing away happily before she noticed the time. It was almost six o'clock, and there was no sign of Michael.

"So much for him being home on time," she said to herself. "Oh well at least it'll give me a chance to make the dinner without him coming home mad about there not being any."

She quickly got up and walked to the kitchen to make her meal.

Michael still hadn't shown up by the time the meal was done so Sarah once again found herself eating alone, which was just fine with her. She put Michael's share back into the fridge and went back to her story. By the time it was nine, she decided to save her story and go bed. She made sure to lock her door this time lest Michael came home drunk again.


"Michael, are you sure you should be driving home drunk like that?" asked one of his friends as they all came out of the bar.

"Yeah, I'll be fine," said Michael as he stumbled to his car.

"You sure, you drank a lot more than usual tonight," said another friend.

"I'll be fine," said Michael as he got into his car before any of his friends could stop him and drove off.

It was true he had been drinking a bit more tonight. His job search hadn't done so well, like before and then there was that fight he had had with Sarah that morning. He really didn't need to get nagged at by her over this shit! As he came and drove up the road towards his house he couldn't help but feel something was off. Suddenly out of no where he saw what looked similar to little person only with a deformed face standing in the middle of the road.

"What the hell?" he said as he swerved the car off to the side. He turned back around, but couldn't see anything.

"What the hell was that thing?" he said as he drove. Suddenly out of nowhere, there appeared to be another small creature like thing in the middle of the road.

"Oh god!" he shouted swerving out of the way again.

As he turned around, he again couldn't see it.

"What the hell is going on?" he shouted as he kept driving. Suddenly another one appeared on the road.

"Shit, Shit!" Michael shouted as he swerved.

He didn't know if he could take more of this! He looked into the review mirror to try and see anything, but to his surprise he saw what looked like the same owl from the morning!

"How the hell is this thing still following me?" Michael screamed. He stopped his car and moved off to the car. He got out and started looking around desperately for it.

"Where are you, you stupid ugly diseased ridden freak?" he shouted looking around.

"Where are you?" He looked around the dark road and couldn't see anything!

"Dumb bird!" he muttered as he got back into his car and started up.

He barely started driving when he suddenly realized he wasn't alone in the car! Next to him sat a man with long blond hair and fancy outfit smiling.

"What that, who the hell are you?" asked Michael.

"An old friend of your wife Sarah," said the man.

"Yeah well what are you doing here in my car?" said Michael.

"Answering a wish and making sure that you never hurt Sarah again!" said the man looking at him with very angry eyes.

"What, what?" said Michael looking over to the man next to him, only to see he was gone!

"Where did he?" he Michael started to say only to feel himself loosing control of his car! He could hear laughing coming from his back seat.

"Who's there?" he shouted right as he saw what looked like a horde of little deformed creatures in the middle of the road! Michael tried to swerve, but couldn't. There were both too many in his way and his car wouldn't turn! The out of nowhere he could see the lights of a huge semi truck coming at him!


Sarah lay in her bed, thinking about the wonderful time she had had writing all day. It had been wonderful for her.

"Thank you for the nice day," she said out loud to no one in particular.

"You're welcome Sarah," a voice replied.

"Huh?" said Sarah looking out into the shadows of her room to see what look like the figure of a man in her room.

"Who's there, who are you?" she asked.

"An old friend Sarah," said the shape.

"What do you want?" asked Sarah.

"Don't worry Sarah, I'm only here to make sure you never have to suffer again," said the shape moving towards her.