That night Sarah furiously threw everything that reminded her of the labyrinth back into the box. Trapped by tape and violently tossed onto the other packing cases, she damned them to never see the daylight again. If she had an obliuette ,she would have put it there.

But left without another option she was resolute never to open it once more. She was almost disgusted at the simple box, for it made her feel so much sorrow.

'Is it sorrow or is it longing?'

"No! How dare you! No! You seriously consider I could be longing for ..so much... pain?", Sarah yelled at her own thoughts.

'Before you eat, drink a glass of water! For your body could mislead you. You might think your hungry, when your thirsty instead.'

"What the..hell?", Sarah mumbled. Great, now you've finally become insane! Her mind gave her instructions out of nowhere. A good deal more instructions that didn't make sense.

Confused she threw a towel over the male-dict box. Maybe hiding it would get those things out of her head. A rich, frigid voice roared with laughter.

It gave her goosebumps all over her body. She shivered.

Sarah folded her arms around herself. Stroking her arms to comfort herself.

'He's playing with you.'

She bit her lip.

'Surely it gives him thrills to wind you up. You beat him at his own game after all.'

Sitting down on her bench at the windowsill , her eyes searched the night sky.

Why was she so afraid? He has no power over her.

Was he taking revenge?

His expressionless face crossed her inner eye again. There was not a hint of rage in it.

Only plain...pain? Sarah frowned for a moment as the awareness sunk in.

Could the proud, mighty King of the goblins be hurt?

How would he deal with losing his own game?

His empty eyes didn't promise a desire for revenge.

'No, not at all. He merely wished never to lose again.' Sarah blew out a deep breath. Her head felt heavy. Challenged by her own mind, she didn't argue the last statement. It was solely a thought.

Presumptions without any proof. That were guessed by a memory.

She couldn't be sure of it.

And still she looked out for a lonely owl to fly across the sky.

Ha! That was short! Well, actually this part belonged to the chapter before, but the Dramaqueen inside of me told me to make a separate "chapter". Cause it showes Sarah's grief so well.

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