Taint
The labyrinth that always haunted her dreams and danced just out of the corner of her eye was now a distant memory. Replaced with crumbling stone walls covered in massive twisting vines that where a maze all their own, and flooded areas where pathways became canals to which dark shapes she couldn't identify traversed, casting shadows in the murky water.
Cobblestones where pulled from the ground and scattered around with other assorted debris, leaving holes like dark gaping mouths along her way. The few intact walls where covered in gouges and scratches, as if a terrible beast had ravaged the land and left a desolate wasteland in its wake.
Placing a trembling hand to her mouth, Sarah gazed out over the wreckage that was one her most beloved place; beautiful in its utter ruin. Both sad and sweet in that it was coming back from whatever had destroyed this corner of the Underground.
Seeing the Labyrinth in such a state made her frantic; Sarah needed proof that the place still had a heartbeat, the thrumming of magic that made it what it was. And the one place she could think of that would still have magic too it, if no where else, was his castle.
So she ran, leaping over debris and scrambling through massive holes in crumbling stone walls. She climbed over trees which blocked the entirety of the passages and raced along the tops of the walls while water barely lapped over the edges, licking boldly at her boots and showing her dark shapes that grew closer and closer.
She didn't know where Jareth was, more than likely waiting for her in some forgotten corner letting her absorb all the destruction around her before explaining it all. For all she knew this wasn't even real. He had a bad habit of showing her visions of things that didn't exist just to see how she would react.
But the cool water that brushed her bare feet felt real enough and the ominous shadows from beneath it trailed her every movement and made her scenes prickle in awareness.
Grasping hold of a tree branch that was hanging low between one of the canals, she swung herself around to stand its roots which grew out of the water and over the wall, keeping the stone in place and the water firmly behind it.
"Jareth, whats going on?"
Note: This was inspired by the decaying Labyrinth in I Agree's 'The Prince'. (She knows I worked with her idea, no worries) And also the song Cemeteries of London by Coldplay.