Sarah looks around slowly, taking in the scenery. She is amazed at the beauty of it. It is a small clearing in the middle of a forest. The wild grass and wild flowers are tall enough to tickle the palms of her hands, and there are beautiful wild flowers in various shades of blues, purples, and yellows. She's never seen anything like it in her life. She doesn't know where she is, or what she is doing here, but she doesn't care. She honestly loves it; she never wants to leave. Sarah giggles, and runs around a bit. She tripped over something, and fell onto her back, and that is where she decided to stay. It was comfortable to lay there. The soft grasses tickled her every move. She was completely at home here. She was free to do whatever she wanted. She didn't have to worry about school, math, her parents, Toby, any of it.

She laughed out loud and smiled. "Sarah. It's been a long time." Sarah lost her smile instantly. She recognized that voice, but she couldn't put her finger on it. She sat up, and looked around. She didn't see anybody. The only other living animal there was a small barn owl. She knows barn owls can't speak. Am I losing my mind? Sarah asked herself. She shook it off, and laid back down. I will take a little nap, and then go home. She told herself. "Sarah, why don't you come talk to me anymore?" This made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. It also made her bolt up where she was. She knew she knew that voice... but from where? The voice can't be real.

She and the owl were the only ones there. And she knew for a fact that owls could not talk. Shaking the strange feeling of being watched away, she laid back down, and started to doze off. Jareth stared at her in owl form. Sleeping within a dream? Who would conjure that one up? It seems like such an odd thing to dream about. He rolled his eyes, and took on final form. He was wearing the thirteenth hour outfit. It was all white, and many told him it made him look like a male peacock. He did not approve of their voiced opinions on this outfit, so he wore it anyway. He happened to love the way it fit him just right. "Sarah, it's time we had a talk." He spoke to her softly. She stirred slightly, and opened her eyes. She looked around a little bit, until her eyes finally settled on the tall white person standing above her. He had unkept ruley blond hair. Points of it were sticking out everywhere.

He looked like he was wearing something like a cloud. The top half was very puffy, and the bottom was very tight. She had to laugh a little, because he looked like a giant peacock. He had a very stern look on his face that sent chills down her spine. He did not look like a very nice person. She knew him from somewhere, but she just couldn't tell from where. It had been years since she had seen him, she knew that for sure. Maybe he was a teacher from elementary school, or a rodeo clown from when she was little and she always went to the Rodeo. Sarah thought of him better as a clown than a teacher. She had to stifle a laugh for that one. "Sarah... I've brought you a gift." Sarah stared at him, recognizing those words. "Wha-What is it...?" She was able to stammer out. Jareth gave her an evil smile. "It's a crystal. Nothing more. But if you turn it this way... And look into it, it will show you your dreams." Sarah stood up quickly, and started running for the trees, trying to put distance between her and that dreadful Goblin King. How could she not remember that face? It hasn't been that long, has it? Only four years have gone by... She welcomed the familiar burn in her legs as she ran, treating it as one of her morning runs through the park. "You're no match for me Sarah." Jareth's voice sounded it came from right behind her, but when she glanced back, there was nothing there. No signs of Jareth anywhere to be found. The scenery slowly blurred and changed into something she never wanted to see again... The Labyrinth. And by her standards, she was almost to the Goblin City. Suddenly her peaceful dream was shifted into one of the most horrible nightmares of all time. She was really hoping all this Labyrinth mumbo jumbo was behind her.

It was far from that. Matter of fact, this felt like just the tip of the ice burg. "Things are not always what they seem in this place." The little worm's words floated through her head as she stopped and switched directions. She's hoping that she can make it out of the Labyrinth before Jareth can catch up. Wait... He has no power over me... It's all just a dream. Sarah had to convince herself to wake up from this awful dream she was having. "Run all you want..." Jareth sounded closer than ever. This just made Sarah run faster. She didn't want to be here, ever again. Why did he have to mess with her? Didn't he see that he didn't want anything to do with him? She despised him. The only reason she might ever just consider coming back, is for Hoggle. She missed the little goblin. He helped her defeat Jareth, and she hasn't seen him since. Or anyone else for that matter. She hasn't seen Hoggle, or Ludo, or even Sir Diddymus, and she missed them dearly. She wished that they were there with her now.

Now Jareth was very confused by this time. From what the Crystal showed him, she loved him, and wanted to be with him. He was hoping that it was true. Then again, his crystals have been lying lately. They could have just made that whole scene up, just to see him smile. How cruel those crystals were! How dare they try to trick him in such a manner! Jareth has no choice but to leave Sarah's dreamscape. But, he doesn't have to leave just yet. He set the scene of the dream inside the castle beyond the goblin city.

Sarah looked upset, standing there inside the throne room. She didn't know where to turn next. She went the opposite way of the Escher Room, and ran up some stairs. When she got to the top, she saw a bedroom and slipped inside. She knew it was Jareth's room, but she didn't have anywhere else to hide. It was the only room on the top of the stairs, and she didn't feel like running up more stairs. She soon found something big enough to hide her, and only her, in it. It was his closet. She slipped quietly inside, and decided to stay there until she felt it safe to come out. Jareth entered the room shortly after. He knew exactly where she was, he watched slip inside the closet. He looked over to the windows. He was glad that she didn't notice the stained glass there. He quickly drew the curtains, and lit some candles, lighting the room up.

"Sarah, I know you're in the closet. Just come out, and don't do anything stupid." Jareth said dully as he laid down on his bed. Sarah couldn't move, she didn't know what she would say to him, or what he would say to her. She just wanted to wake up. She didn't like this one bit. All of a sudden, the closet doors opened, and Sarah was pushed out. She hated the fact that the Labyrinth would help Jareth in any way it could. He was king, after all. But still. "Sarah, I have to tell you some news. It's about your dear friend, Hoggle." Jareth informed her. Sarah was upset within three seconds. "What have you done to him, you big octopus meanie head?" She nearly yelled at him. "I have not done anything to him, I woke up this morning, and he was lying dead in the middle of the floor. He was murdered. There was no doubt about it. Don't think that I did it; Hoggle was a dear friend to me. Matter of fact, he was my only friend." He explained. Sarah was horrified. Dead? But who would want to kill him? He couldn't hurt a fly... Even if he had to!

"This is all your fault! You let this happen to him! You know your problem... You take too many things for granted... Especially Hoggle!" Her words shot through him like daggers. She fell to her knees, and started sobbing. "I want to go home... This is all a horrible dream, it isn't real! You're lying to me! Hoggle can't be dead, it's not possible! What a horrible place this is!" She looked like a five year old throwing a tantrum for not getting their way. "Sadly Sarah, this is the truth. I am visiting you through your dream, but in a way you are not dreaming. My visit this night is real. I am sorry to say. I did not want to tell you, but felt like it was the right thing to do." Jareth got up and walked up to her, grabbing her hands. She snatched them out of his grasp, and put them inside her too long of sleeves. She balled them up, and crossed her arms. Sarah refused to look at him. Tears streamed down her face silently. Jareth has never seen her so upset. He didn't know what to do, he was lost. "Just let me go home" She begged quietly. He nodded his head, and waved his hand, leaving her dreamscape.

Sarah bolted up in bed with tears still streaming down her face. It's not true, any of it. It was all a dream; there was no way that Hoggle was dead. He never did anything wrong. She shook her head, stopping the thoughts. She was not allowed to think of the labyrinth, or anything that was associated with it. Hoggle happened to be associated with it. She mustn't think of such silly things anymore. She glanced at the clock and saw it read 6:15. Getting up this early on a Saturday is unacceptable, but she was too afraid to fall back asleep. Sarah got up, and decided to take a shower, starting her day.

This is the second chapter! Sorry it's not that long, I didn't really know what to put in here. Please R&R. Thanks!