AN: SORRY!!! I am SO sorry. I know this took forever to get out, and what's worse it's REALLY short. But I went on vacation in May and I havn't been able to get back into righting ANYTHING since then. Sorry, sorry, sorry! I hope you'll at lest LIKE this next bit. We're still with Jena at the moment, and I believe the next chapter will be a half and half deal, but thank you to all those who waited for me to get my sad ass back into gear. Enjoy!

Chapter Six

Jena paced the room nervously. Sarah had not shown up. Jena had, had time to think and decided against going to the cops. I mean, Jena thought to herself, how am I suppose to convince them that I wished Sarah away when I don't really believe it myself!? Jena stopped her merciless tromping. If the floor had been alive, it would have sighed in relief.

"Like a dream you try to remember but it's gone and you try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn . . ." Jena angrily shut off the radio. That damn thing was the cause of this! Wait a minuet . . .The words, try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn, ran through her head. So THAT'S why I can never scream in my dreams! I'm yawning! HA! Imagine that. I guess you really do learn something new every day. Jena grinned to herself and then looked around for the Labyrinth. Her eyes skimmed over her bed and then she saw it. Slowly she approached and picked it up.

"Damn." She whispered. "This is a lot of dramatic shit we got right here." Slowly she opened the book and flipped through the pages. There! She had found 'The Words' at lest that was her nickname for the sentence. Taking a deep breath she read, "I wish the goblins would come and take me away . . . RIGHT NOW!!!" She held her breath. Nothing. She waited for a minuet. Still nothing. Jena groaned and dropped the book on her bed feeling like a complete idiot. "Goblins . . ." She mumbled to herself. Suddenly the lights went out. Jena screamed as something furry brushed her ankle. Laughter filled the room. Jena couldn't see anything. She felt a hairy hand grab her ankle. She screamed again as more of whatever was in the room grabbed her legs and arms. Her last conscious thought was, "Oh my God! GOBLINS!"