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"Here we are." Lindsay pulled Sarah up the steps to a mansion that seemed to be twice the size of Texas. Sarah's jaw dropped open. She'd known that Lindsay was rich, but not THAT rich.

"Wow," was all she managed to say. Lindsay let her gape for about a second before dragging her inside.

"Lindz, is that you?" Her mother called from inside.

"Yeah, and I brought a friend over. Hope you don't mind."

"Oh, who is it?" Mrs. Marrin came out of the kitchen drying her hands on a towel. "Oh, this is a new face! And what's your name dear?"

How could someone so snobby have such a nice mother? Sarah wondered vaguely. "I'm Sarah Williams. Nice to meet you."

The older woman smiled. "Likewise, I'm sure. Would you two like anything to snack on?"

Sarah hoped Lindsay would say yes. Her mom, Linda, always said caviar took time to get used to, but Sarah thought it would be cool to pretend to be rich for a day. She was a little disappointed when Lindsay shook her head no, but decided to stick with the task at hand.

The two girls bounded up the stairs to Lindsay's room, though both with very different intentions. Lindsay was eager to find out more about this mysterious Goblin King, and Sarah was just fascinated with the ornate paintings and overall size of the home. She kept looking this way and that, as if trying to take it all in at once.

"Sorry my room is such a mess," Lindsay said. She waved Sarah into the last door on the right.

"That's alright," Sarah said as she stared into the bedroom. It was practically bigger than her entire house!

"Well, don't just stand there, let's go in." Lindsay dumped her stuff onto the huge bean bag in front of a wide-screen platinum TV then collapsed onto her bed, making the canopy rustle and sway. Sarah carefully sat down, making sure not to bump anything.

"Now," Lindsay proclaimed, "let's get on with it. What exactly did you wish to have Toby taken away?"

"Uh, I don't remember exactly," Sarah said evasively. She didn't want to accidentally summon the Goblin King.

"Oh, come on! It was only two nights ago."

"I'm serious!" Sarah was starting to get annoyed. This girl was prying, and nosy people weren't really on her favorites list. "It's kind of unimportant if you consider what happened after-" Suddenly, the magic level in the room had shot up to a maximum. Lindsay obviously didn't feel it, but after something as trying as the Labyrinth, it wasn't something you soon forgot. The cheerleader had started to babble mindlessly again about some fancy with Goblin Kings and mazes, so Sarah took this opportunity to glance around the room. The very air seemed to tingle with a sort of magic.

Jareth, are you there…?

As if in response, a crystal ball rolled seemingly out of nowhere and landed at her feet. Fearfully, she bent to pick it up. But this movement was what finally got Lindsay's attention.

"What's wrong?" She asked. She leaned over to see what Sarah was doing.

Sarah quickly kicked the ball under the bed. "I'm tying my shoe," she said hastily.

"Oh. Well, you should have taken those off at the door. Mom doesn't like it when my friends leave their shoes on in the house."

Friend, my butt. "Sorry." She removed her shoes, tossed them to the doorway, and listened to Lindsay drone once again.

All the while, she couldn't take her thoughts off the crystal orb under the bed. Why had Jareth sent it? The room now seemed ablaze with the power within it. It seemed she only needed say the words…

"…And I wish Jareth were here." Lindsay finished.

There it was. Plain and simple. Everything that commanded goblin magic began with "I wish." Sarah sprang to her feet, heart pounding wildly. "What did you just say?" She whispered.

"I said I wish Jareth were here. I'd like to ask him a few ques-"

The magical energy crackled into sight, all clumping together to form a portal in the middle of the room. Lindsay screamed and dove behind her bed. Sarah waited with bated breath.

The portal grew wider, and a dark shape could be seen on the other side. The figure grasped the edge of the hole in space and time, then stepped out.

With a loud schloop, hole disappeared back to where ever it had come from, and in front of them stood the King of the Goblins.