Ok, again, I'm sorry I suck and I apologize if I offend anyone. I know some people flip out if you get the characters not to their liking. Thanks for reading if you do, and tips and reviews are appreciated.

Sarah woke up some time later. She had no idea how long she'd been asleep. Startled, she sat up quickly and looked around frantically. It was the same room from the nightmare, only darkened by the night. She looked out the big windows and door to the balcony and saw thousands of stars in the sky above the tree line. She could see nothing more from her windows, not the Goblin City or any of the familiar landscape of her adventure. She was immediately distressed. If this place was real, she needed to do something to get home; back to her Toby and back to her life, away from Jareth's stupid games. She crawled off the big bed, the navy blue silk sheets and velvet comforter soft under her hands. She crept to the biggest mahogany door which Jareth had left out of earlier. It wasn't the only door in the room. There were two smaller ones. She quietly, slowly pulled on the handle. Locked. She sighed and was going to check the other two doors when she noticed a note sticking out of the door seam. She took and read it:

Sarah,

It seems as though that didn't go like it should have. I forgot how impossible you are, just like your characters. Such a pity. You would be quite lovely if you weren't so impractically, stubbornly hard headed. You will understand your situation soon, and you will comply, from your own will power. I won't have to force you when you understand. I apologize for having to leave, but you test my patience so. You should learn to control that why I'm away. Open your eyes to the possibilities, to what I could offer you if you'd listen like a smart girl. It would be in your best interest. Someone will be there to retrieve you soon.

Jareth

Jareth's note had her rolling her eyes again. He seemed to believe that she could easily change how she saw this, how she saw him, and just play nicely, complying to his demands. But what were his demands? Nothing was clear to Sarah. Her prior face off with Jareth was hard to review in her memories, because all she could remember was that he was using silly comparisons. She did remember her adventure quite clearly though, and she wished it had ended as it should have. She wished she had Toby in her arms and Hoggle there to help her. She tried the door handle again, just in case, and then turned and walked to one of the other two doors that were on either side of the large bed. The first one she tried opened to a huge room, that had what looked like a pool inside, and two sinks and a toilet. The pool was steaming, it must've been a bathtub. There was another door inside this room, she opened it. It revealed a big vanity on the wall opposite the door, and the walk to it was lined by beautiful dresses of all kinds. Sarah gasped and forgot her situation for a moment as she looked through the beautiful dresses. She loved them all, and was tempted to start trying them on, when she reminded herself that she really shouldn't, while she didn't know what was going on. Sarah wasn't scared of her situation. She was simply curious and fed up. She was impatient in the fact she wanted to leave, but she figured while she was here she might as well check things out.

She walked back out and thru the room, going around the bed to the second smaller door. Inside it was a study. There was a desk and a chair, plus many, more comfortable looking, chairs around the room. Then there were book shelves upon bookshelves of nothing but… books (obviously). She walked in, unable to hide her excitement. She didn't know where to start.

"Mrs. Sarah?" She jumped, startled at the voice and turned around quickly. Standing there was a small goblin, probably only a foot tall. He looked almost like a small child in the face (only with brown, dirty, scaly skin), silver hair fell down around his face to his chin, with tall pointy ears, and his body was extraordinarily thin. He wore rags, like many of the goblins she had seen.

"Yes?" She asked, stepping towards the small creature.

"King Jareth requests you come with me, to come and eat."

Sarah sighed, she didn't want to eat, she wanted to go home.

"Is there something wrong, Mrs. Sarah?" The small Goblins eyes showed concern.

"What's your name?" She asked, ignoring his question for the moment.

"Koxity," he replied slowly, still concerned.
"Well… Koxity, it's nice to meet you. Do you know what your 'King' wants from me?" she spoke the word 'king' as if it was acid. "When can I go home?"

Koxity flinched away from her hatred. She felt guilty about how she had practically yelled at him now; it wasn't his fault. "He… he… I don't know what he wants. He is very fond of you, Mrs. Sarah. He's been watching you for a long time. Please don't be angry with him; he's simply trying to make you happy, I believe."

Sarah frowned. He had been watching her? Suddenly her adventure didn't seem all that worth while. It was what she had wanted, but wasn't daydreaming always enough? Why had he been watching her… What were the consequences of this? Maybe her adventure wasn't ended when she had defeated him. Maybe… like he had said… maybe this wasn't her adventure at all. Her nightmare, his adventure… Maybe it was as the beginning of her adventure had said… The Goblin King was in love with the girl, but what happens when the girl doesn't defeat the King and get away? What then?

She crossed her arms over her chest and tried to hide the uncertainty from her face. She wasn't familiar with this, and that made her uncomfortable. She had been familiar with her adventure before, and sure of herself, because she knew where all of it would lead. To her lines. Now where would she be lead? What now?

Koxity looked up at her expectantly. "Will you please come with me, Mrs. Sarah."

What now?