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"Well Farrah, I've been wanting to tell you about the Labyrinth." Toby revealed, as if it was some great secret. "Yah?" Farrah asked. "I know all about it. Well, not quite all." she trailed off. "When I was one," Toby started. "No way!" Farrah exclaimed, hardly daring to believe it. "No way!" "Way." Toby answered matter-of-factly. "The Labyrinth is real." Farrah gasped. "Jareth is real. Everything about that place is real." Toby said. "Come on, what kind of joke is this?" Farrah asked, laughing sarcastically. "This is no joke Farrah. Sarah saved me by trekking through it." Toby revealed. "She wished me away on accident." Farrah was speechless. The Labyrinth was real. Goblins were real. Jareth was real. Could her favorite painting and art subject be real too? She'd seen the guy in a dream, and had painted his likeness ever since. She made him the perfect man, if there were such a thing, Farrah told herself. Nah, he wasn't in the story of "The Labyrinth". Farrah pushed the thoughts aside and asked "Is that why I got mom's dress and the book?" "As for those, I don't know why you inherited them, but I do know one thing." Toby said, almost as a warning. "Sarah doesn't want you to repeat her mistake." "But it's real, all of it! It's REAL! I could see it in person, not just these petty color illustrations!" Farrah protested. Toby sighed. "Besides, do you even know the right words to say? Not that I would give them to you if you didn't." Toby said cautiously. Farrah's blue eyes narrowed."Try me."