Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Labyrinth (although keeper of the sacred bulge, I would jump at!) Reviews appreciated. Ta very much.

During the months that Sarah had been in the hospital, she had rarely been outside her room and certainly nowhere near the communal area. Today was different. The effects of the drugs she had been taking were out of her system and the solitude was now making her feel a little stir crazy.

After lunch she made her way down the corridor towards the day room. It was surrounded by glass so the Doctors and staff could keep their eyes on the patients. There were large barred windows which filled the room with late summer sunshine. In one corner on a very high shelf stood a TV. There were tables and chairs scattered sporadically throughout the room all with jigsaw puzzles, colouring books and pens, or board games and cards on them. Stimulus for the masses.

Slowly she peered into the room from the doorway. There were five people there. She looked at small ginger-haired man with a huge moustache. He sat playing a board game with a larger man, with scruffy brown hair. Sarah noticed that he had large sad-looking eyes. He stared at her as she wandered through the door. She found a lone seat just inside the room which she quickly claimed and as she sat down, her eyes wandered to the rest of the occupants.

At the back of the room, watching the TV, sat a woman with a hooded jacket pulled over her head. Now and again she would fling her arms in the air and cheer loudly.

Near the windows an old man was tending to some potted plants that adorned the sill. He was watering them and she could just hear him talking to them too. He turned sharply as Sarah watched, giving her a wry smile and a wink, then went back to what he was doing.

Sitting to her right, with his clip board was Doctor Parks, who was also observing the scene. The room was quiet apart from a few hushed conversations and the occasional cheer over the sound of the TV.

Doctor Parks smiled at her as she sat people-watching then he got up from where he was sitting and walked to Sarah.

"Good afternoon, and how are we doing?" he asked, smiling.

Sarah reciprocated the smile and shrugged.

"I'm glad to see you out of your room. We have a session booked in for..." He checked the diary that had been sticking out if his jacket pocket. "Ah yes, tomorrow morning!" Let's see if we can get you to talk to me." He patted her shoulder and moved back to his seat.

The large man that had been playing board games approached Sarah. "Wanna join our game?" he said with a drawn out southern accent. "We playing Scrabble." He followed a little vaguely and wandered off again before Sarah had a chance to blink.

What a strange man, she thought, but smiled at the idea of Scrabble. It had been one of her all-time favourite games when she was younger.

She slowly approached the table and smiled as the small man bowed his head and offered her the spare chair. "Come to join us lady?" he asked, as she sat down. Sarah nodded, her eyes set on the board. To her amazement all the words on the board were jumbled, making no sense at all. She rolled her eyes, but decided she would play along. The larger man said, "My name is Leo, his is Deano." Sarah began to feel a little ignorant as she sat silently.

"Leo," called Doctor Parks "The lady's name is Sarah and right now she doesn't speak so be nice!" He trailed off. Leo put his hand on Sarah's. "Sarah, Leo's new friend!" Sarah pulled her hand away and fiddled with the lettered bricks that Deano had dealt her. She nodded and smiled at Leo, who was beaming.

"Shall we?" interrupted Deano "Sarah you can go first!"

Sarah looked down and examined the letters that were on the little plinth. She frowned as she tried to make a word from the seven letters she had been handed. P. She looked at the board and placed down th next to a B. Deano squealed with delight and clapped his hands wildly. "Oh Sarah, good show. That is a fantastical word." He mumbled something else and then proclaimed "56 points for you young Lady!" Sarah stifled a giggle. The letters did not actually spell a word and yet here was this poor man ecstatic with it!

As Leo was taking his turn, Sarah glanced up at the wall of glass. Suddenly, she saw the cloaked figure glide past. She jumped up scaring Leo so much that he let out a roar. Sarah quickly moved from the seat and fled out into the corridor.

She was there just in time to see the figure's cloak disappear around a doorway. Sarah looked to see if anyone was watching, then followed. Sarah pushed the door open and stepped through. She was in almost total darkness apart from a faint light emanating from the top of a spiral staircase. She started up the stairs.

She looked up while she climbed, finally reaching a small round room with nothing but bare brickwork and a small fireplace. The window was just a narrow slit so she assumed she was in one of the towers she had seen when she first arrived. The figure in the hood stood at the far end.

Sarah took a deep breath.

"Who are you?" she asked, finally speaking for the first time.

"I am Grigore, High Warlock of the four realms," he boomed.

The figure turned and pulled back the cloak's hood revealing shoulder-length hair that was as black as coal. His face was young but weathered and his eyes a piercing blue colour. "Sarah Williams!" He said coldly.

"Champion of our Labyrinth. Destroyer of Cities." Sarah's mouth dropped open.

"I don't understand," she exclaimed.

"You damned them Sarah. No-one is ever meant to beat the Labyrinth, it's unheard of." He paused and stared at her in anger. "And certainly not by a human child!", he said.

"I'm so sorry," was her only defence. "I just wanted my brother back." She stepped towards him.

"What do you mean I have damned them?"

"The Labyrinth is a sentient being, and fearlessly guards the Goblin Kingdom and keeps it from harm. When you made your way through dangers untold and hardships un-numbered and won, you destroyed the Labyrinth's defences. In its anger it blamed King Jareth for making you run and those who helped you to beat it, for the destruction. The sentence for such violation is banishment from the Fae world. Sarah gasped and her hands shot to her face, as she thought about her friends and Jareth. It made her stomach churn.

"Is there anything to be done?" She asked frantically.

The man's face softened slightly. "They were banished to the four corners of your earth, but I used magic to gather them and bring those affected here".

"Here? Where?" Sarah asked quizzically.

"To this very place, and it is no coincidence you are here too, Sarah Williams. There may be a way to fix this mess. I cannot tell you who is who, as I do not know."

"They too do not know who they really are, but you Sarah have to show them. If they remember, they will be set free from the curse and the Labyrinth will be restored to how it was before."

Grigore started to slowly disappear. "You have 13 days in which to solve this dilemma or your friends will be locked up here forever!" With that Grigore was gone. Sarah slid down the wall into a heap on the floor and cried.

"Sarah," she said to herself at last, "Dry your eyes and save the Labyrinth and your friends!"..