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Chapter One: You're him, aren't you?

It was spring. Silea's favourite season. It was her birthday today. She knew it when she woke up. She got dressed, went down and had breakfast. It would be a dull day. Nobody ever came to her birthday. The family avoided her and she only had one friend, who couldn't come.

Silea went to her room and looked in her bookcase. She saw a book she had never seen before. It was easily hidden between two other books, as it was very small. She tried to take it out, but it was stuck. She pulled it with all her strength and fell back, when it came loose.

Silea stood up. She was holding a small red book. It was titled "The Labyrinth" and Silea wondered what kind of story it would be. Then she wondered why it had been hidden away between the books. She knew the bookcase always had been there, filled with fairytales for her to discover.

Silea opened the book, it looked old. She read some lines and found out that it was a fairytale. She sat down on her bed and read the story. She didn't hear when her parents got up. When her father opened the door, she was petrified.

Then she knew where she was and what day it was. Silea put down the book on her bed and hugged her father. "Happy birthday, my little girl," he said smiling and teasing. "Dad, I'm not a little girl anymore, but still thank you," she responded.

They went downstairs. Silea unwrapped her presents, when her parents had breakfast. She got some earrings, a necklace and a bracelet. It was what she usually got on her birthday, but she didn't want anything else.

Silea ran upstairs to order all her jewellery again. When she was done she put the whole thing back on the wall. It may seem strange to you, but it was her way of expressing herself, like others would do by painting or writing stories.

She stepped back to see how it looked and Silea was satisfied. It look really lonely, but also happy and bright. It was a perfect combination for Silea to express her feelings. Then she suddenly noticed the book, still lying on the bed.

She picked it up. She looked at it, not knowing what to do. She opened the book and continued reading. She was halfway through, when she vaguely heard a voice. It was her father calling her for lunch.

Silea bit her lip. She shouted: "I'm not hungry," and went on reading. She didn't even hear her father shouting back. After a while she suddenly finished it. When she realised that, it felt like she hit a wall or something.

She came back to reality and saw something had fallen out of the book. It was some kind of picture. It was a small painting, but looked like a photograph. She looked at it, at the face. It gave her the shivers. The eyes looked so cold and his smile so ironic.

Suddenly she recognised the man, by the descriptions in the book. It was Jareth the Goblin King staring at her.

Silea stared at the picture. She was terrified and curious. All the time she had such a strange familiar feeling, as if she had seen him before. She carefully put it back in the book and hid the small book in her desk. She went downstairs, she now felt that she was hungry.

Silea went to bed, she had been partly true. Nobody had come to her birthday, but it hadn't been a dull day either. She wondered why everything about the book and that Goblin King felt so familiar, but all thoughts faded away, as she fell asleep.

The next weeks the book and the picture became an obsession for her. Silea couldn't think about anything else anymore. She didn't sleep, because she fantasized about what a horrible and overwhelming man he had to be. At school she fell asleep and had nightmares.

Silea didn't hear or care what teachers were saying. She had been punished for it a million times by now, but that didn't help. She couldn't let it go. His two cold eyes were burnt in her soul. His smile gave her shivers, but she loved it all.

But something happened, something Silea never would have expected. One day Silea and her classmates were waiting for their English teacher and Silea was dreaming again. But he didn't came, the principal did.

He said that their English teacher had won the lottery and that they had already found a new teacher to replace him. He told them he could be here any moment and told the class, who was almost breaking the place down, to be silent and wait.

Even then Silea didn't look or hear what was said. She just stared out of the window. Until he came in. Everybody was silent all of a sudden. That attracted her attention. It had never been so silent before.

Silea turned her head and she screeched. She was staring in the cold eyes she knew so well. The whole class now gasped at them, but she didn't notice. Then he spoke: "Did I startle you? Wasn't my intention," and he smiled his ironic smile. She knew he didn't mean what he said.

Suddenly the principal said something, which drew everyone's attention: "So… this is mister Jar, good luck all of you," and he hurried away. The class was scared, but Silea was terrified. He had been so cruel in the story and he was smiling so wicked…

Silea ran away when the bell rang. It was lunchtime now and she searched her friend. Silea saw her and she said: "Mae, please come, I need to talk to you." They went outside. Silea kept looking around, as she was on her guard.

"What's the matter," Mae said. "Remember that book?" she said. "Yes" and Silea continued: "That Goblin King, Jareth, he is here." Mae looked very strangely at Silea, so Silea said: "Do you have English today?" Mae nodded. "Then you'll see."

Silea was waiting for her friend near the bicycles. When Mae came, she looked very pale. "You're right," she said, "What are we going to do?" Silea didn't know. They were deep in thought, when Silea realised they weren't safe here. They went to Silea's house.

Silea took the book and the picture out of the desk. They looked at it. "It certainly is him. He knew that I recognised him. What are we going to?" she said. "I don't know, what can we do exactly? We must be very careful," answered Mae.

Night fell, therefore Mae had to go home. Silea couldn't sleep. She just couldn't accept it yet. When she finally fell asleep, she had another dream about him. In it he wasn't a villain, but he entertained her and even liked her. She woke up and wondered if it meant anything.

It was morning. After her dream Silea hadn't slept anymore. She didn't what to go to school, she would see him again if she did. I can't stay home forever, she thought by herself. So she went.

Silea walked into the classroom and sat down. Jareth told them to read their books, so they did. After a minute or two, the pages were dancing before her eyes and she fell asleep. She kept sleeping when the bell rang and when everybody hurried away.

His eyes sparkled. Jareth knew this was his chance. He woke Silea. She was frightened, when she saw they were the only two persons in the classroom. He looked at her and started to circle around her slowly and intimidating.

He grinned as he watched her flinch. "So, you fell asleep," he started, "Not the smartest thing to do, knowing what you know, being the person you are…" Jareth looked at her with a very evil smile.