Chapter 6: Sarah . . . dead?


Sarah knew something bad was going to happen tonight. She didn't know how, but she knew it. Her cut that Caleb had made was not very deep. Just deep enough to keep it bleeding for a little while. According to her watch, it had been several hours since she had seen Caleb. *Not a bad thing.* she thought, *Where is Jareth? I thought he loved me. I guess I was wrong.* She had the feeling that she wasn't wrong though. She knew he loved her.

* * *

Caleb was getting all of his tools ready for tonight. In a few minutes, he was going to have some real fun. Jareth would be so heartbroken and there wouldn't be a thing in the world he could do to harm Caleb back. Caleb sighed and grinned. It was time . . .

* * *

Sarah heard the lock in the door click open. She got up.
"I have been doing some thinking, Sarah." Caleb started, "I fell badly about kidnapping you and cutting you, so I am going to let you go."
Sarah was ready to jump with joy.
"Do you want to leave?"
Sarah nodded eagerly. She followed Caleb out into another room. He opened a door and went inside.
"Stand next to that wall. I'll be right back." he said, shutting the door.
Sarah stood against the wall, as told. Then metal clamps came out of the wall and clamped on her wrists and ankles. Caleb came back in with a knife and railroad spikes.
"So trusting, aren't we?" he taunted her.
"You are going to kill me, aren't you?" she asked, her voice filled with fear.
"Yes, my dear. I'm afraid I am.'
"No! Jareth will save me!"
"No, he won't. He *wants* me to kill you. He said he hated you and that you deserved to die. He, also, said to make it long and painful. He would do it himself but he's . . . distracted . . . at the moment."
Sarah felt lost. Tears started rolling down her cheeks in rivers.
"Who are you?" she sobbed.
"I am Caleb, the Troll King, Brother to Jareth."
"WHAT?!!?"
"I am Jareth's brother. He sent me to kill you. So should we get started?" he picked up the knife, "This or the spikes first?"
"I don't care. Just get it over with." she said stonily.
"All right, then." Caleb picked up a spike. He walked over to her, "This is really going to hurt." He siad and drove it through her shoulder. He did the same to the other shoulder. She cried out in pain.
"Oh, come on. You have to scream sometime." he said, quite a bit later and quite a bit more bruised and cut later.
"No." She whispered defiantly.
"Yes. Scream. Scream." he said in a soothing voice, "I said SCREAM!" he said, finally getting angry. He took the knife and shoved it into Sarah's abdomen. She screamed, finally.
"There we go. You held out for an hour. I'm surprised." Caleb commented.
"Good for you." she spat.
Caleb took hold of the knife handle and pulled upwards. It sliced through Sarah's flesh like a knife in butter. Except more painful. Sarah was screaming, now, constantly. Like she wanted to wake the dead. Blood was pouring everywhere! Sarah was losing consciousness quickly. She blacked out.

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Sarah was everywhere, yet no where at all. She was in a place where there was no pain, no fear, no doubt, nothing but love. It was warm all around her. She enjoyed it. Sarah heard her name being called. She followed the voice. She came to a stop beside a big man with white hair and a beard made of snow.
"Sarah, you must go back and tell your love." he said.
"But I want to stay here!" she protested.
"Sarah, do you want Jareth to die?" he asked.
"Who are you?"
"I am known as God on Earth. Here I am known as Richard."
"Well, Richard, how do I get back and how do I tell Jareth that his brother has . . . "
"Killed you? Yes, Sarah, you are in Heaven. You have to go back as a spirit and tell the one you love or he will be dead in less than 24 hours."
"Send me back." she said.
* * *
Jareth was frantically looking for Sarah in his crystals when he heard a voice behind him.
"Jareth." It sounded like Sarah! He saw a faint image of Sarah in the air in front of him.
"Sarah! What is wrong?!!?"
"I am dead, Jareth."
"WHAT?!!? WHO?!!?"
"Your brother, Caleb killed me, Jareth."
"No, he couldn't have."
"Here. Look into this. It will answer your questions."
She tossed him a mirror that God had given her. Jareth watched as Caleb killed Sarah. He started to cry.
"If you are dead, why are you here?"
"God told me to tell you that Caleb will be returning soon. He will kill you in less that 24 hours if you don't stop him."
"I want to be with you. I don't care if I have to be dead to do it, Sarah."
"No, Jareth! You have to go on living without me! Please!" she started to cry.
"I can't live without you, Sarah."
"Jareth, I am dead now. I cannot be with you. Ever. Please, Jareth. Kill Caleb before he kills you. I cannot bear the thought of you dying too. Please, Jareth. For me."
"All right, my love." he sighed unhappily and started to cry harder, "It will be hard."
"He said he will let me visit and watch over you, Jareth. I will come again soon. I have to leave. He is calling me back."
"Good-bye, Sarah, my love."
Sarah's spirit disappeared and Jareth cried hysterically.
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Caleb took Sarah's mutilated body down from the wall. He giggled insanely. Jareth was next . . .