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Chapter 4
Sara tried to sleep that night but she tossed and turned with fitful nightmares. She was
always running through the labyrinth as it crumbled before her eyes. All she saw was death
and destruction and the eerie silence. She couldn't understand why she was having these
dreams. Maybe they where from anxiety from school. Either way she finally gave up and decided
to get some milk from the fridge. She crept into the kitchen the hushed silence of the
twilight hour. As she searched for a glass a noise startled her and she turned to see Toby.
"Sara? I had a bad dream." He said rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Me too, Toby me too. Why don't I pour us both a glass of milk and you tell me about yours and
then it won't be so scary. Ok?"
"Ok. I dreamed about the labyrinth, but it wasn't a nice one like in your stories it was
scary."
She nearly dropped the glass she had been holding. Could it be he was having the same dreams as
her? No, ridiculous it must have been because of what she had read earlier.
"I'm sorry Toby I shouldn't have read you that story earlier it must have given you
nightmares." She said giving him a big hug.
"No, I've had them for a few days now. They just keep getting scarier though."
"Don't worry Toby it's just a dream."
"Ok, if you say so." He said with little conviction.
She stays up with him while they drink their milk and then takes him back upstairs and tucks him
in.
"Sara?"
"Yes," she replied.
"Could you hand me Lancelot?" Sara smiles. Lancelot had once been her favorite bear but she had
given it up to Toby and it soon became his favorite as well. Whenever he was feeling sick or
blue he always slept with it.
"Sure thing." She says and takes Lancelot down from the shelf and hands it to Toby. "Sweet
dreams."
"Night, Sara." He says snuggling under the covers with his bear.
Sara walks in to her room and sits in front of the mirror and stares at her own reflection.
She remembers the party when she came back and how they had told her they would come if she
needed them. Maybe it was time she called them again. If they could help settle her fears
that her story had created it was worth it.
She cleared her throat and said aloud. "Hoggel, Sir Diddamus, Ludo, I need you please come."
She waited but there was not answer. Maybe she was being silly, but what if the reason they
hadn't come, was that they where in trouble. Then something crept into the edge of her
thoughts, 'What if they aren't real and it was all a dream?' No, no that was impossible she
knew they where real, but that left very few alternatives of why they had not come. She
decided to try again.
"Please come back I need you I need all of you." Still there was only silence. She felt
overwhelmed by an emotion she could not place and felt the tears well up in her eyes. She had
to know she just had to. Then a thought struck her it was risky but she felt a pulling on her
soul that had to be answered. She quickly got up grabbed a jacket and ran to Toby's room.
"Toby are you awake?" she said creeping in.
"Sara what's wrong?" He could hear his sister's voice shaking.
"I need you to do something for me Toby and I just hope it works. Remember the story I told you
about the Labyrinth and how I went there?" Well it was all true and I need to go back there
because I think something is wrong."
"I thought so." He said in a small voice. "I know I'm just a kid but I've been having dreams
about the labyrinth along time I just knew it had to be real."
She smiled as if her heart was breaking. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before."
"It's ok Sara just promise you'll come back and read to me about your adventures."
"Sure thing brother. All I want you to do is say that you wish that the goblins would come and
take me away right now. If it works I'll try to be back as soon as I can ok?"
"Ok," Toby ran and gave his big sister a hug and then said. "I wish the goblins would come and
take you away right now."
It was silent and Sara fell to her knees in defeat, but then she heard a faint scurrying and
feel of feathers against her face. Then the blackness overcame her again.
This time when she came too she was alone. She recognized the surroundings from two years ago.
She was at the front gate. She was confused though. 'Shouldn't Jareth have taken me to the
castle like he did Toby? Why am I back here and why didn't he stay to tell me what to do?'
She looked around and saw the sorry disrepair the labyrinth had fallen into. She felt this as
a bad omen considering her story. She hurried and ran ahead and felt something in her jacket
hit her leg. She reached in her pocket and pulled out a small journal. It wasn't as elaborate
as the ones she had been using but it was empty and even had a pen clipped on the spine. 'I
wonder how that got here,' she thought and shoved it back in her pocket and continued running.
After about five minutes she reached the area that her book had last described and there, lying
on the ground was the rumpled shape of a familiar figure.
"Oh God no." she cried out and ran to his side and hoped she wasn't too late.
Chapter 4
Sara tried to sleep that night but she tossed and turned with fitful nightmares. She was
always running through the labyrinth as it crumbled before her eyes. All she saw was death
and destruction and the eerie silence. She couldn't understand why she was having these
dreams. Maybe they where from anxiety from school. Either way she finally gave up and decided
to get some milk from the fridge. She crept into the kitchen the hushed silence of the
twilight hour. As she searched for a glass a noise startled her and she turned to see Toby.
"Sara? I had a bad dream." He said rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Me too, Toby me too. Why don't I pour us both a glass of milk and you tell me about yours and
then it won't be so scary. Ok?"
"Ok. I dreamed about the labyrinth, but it wasn't a nice one like in your stories it was
scary."
She nearly dropped the glass she had been holding. Could it be he was having the same dreams as
her? No, ridiculous it must have been because of what she had read earlier.
"I'm sorry Toby I shouldn't have read you that story earlier it must have given you
nightmares." She said giving him a big hug.
"No, I've had them for a few days now. They just keep getting scarier though."
"Don't worry Toby it's just a dream."
"Ok, if you say so." He said with little conviction.
She stays up with him while they drink their milk and then takes him back upstairs and tucks him
in.
"Sara?"
"Yes," she replied.
"Could you hand me Lancelot?" Sara smiles. Lancelot had once been her favorite bear but she had
given it up to Toby and it soon became his favorite as well. Whenever he was feeling sick or
blue he always slept with it.
"Sure thing." She says and takes Lancelot down from the shelf and hands it to Toby. "Sweet
dreams."
"Night, Sara." He says snuggling under the covers with his bear.
Sara walks in to her room and sits in front of the mirror and stares at her own reflection.
She remembers the party when she came back and how they had told her they would come if she
needed them. Maybe it was time she called them again. If they could help settle her fears
that her story had created it was worth it.
She cleared her throat and said aloud. "Hoggel, Sir Diddamus, Ludo, I need you please come."
She waited but there was not answer. Maybe she was being silly, but what if the reason they
hadn't come, was that they where in trouble. Then something crept into the edge of her
thoughts, 'What if they aren't real and it was all a dream?' No, no that was impossible she
knew they where real, but that left very few alternatives of why they had not come. She
decided to try again.
"Please come back I need you I need all of you." Still there was only silence. She felt
overwhelmed by an emotion she could not place and felt the tears well up in her eyes. She had
to know she just had to. Then a thought struck her it was risky but she felt a pulling on her
soul that had to be answered. She quickly got up grabbed a jacket and ran to Toby's room.
"Toby are you awake?" she said creeping in.
"Sara what's wrong?" He could hear his sister's voice shaking.
"I need you to do something for me Toby and I just hope it works. Remember the story I told you
about the Labyrinth and how I went there?" Well it was all true and I need to go back there
because I think something is wrong."
"I thought so." He said in a small voice. "I know I'm just a kid but I've been having dreams
about the labyrinth along time I just knew it had to be real."
She smiled as if her heart was breaking. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before."
"It's ok Sara just promise you'll come back and read to me about your adventures."
"Sure thing brother. All I want you to do is say that you wish that the goblins would come and
take me away right now. If it works I'll try to be back as soon as I can ok?"
"Ok," Toby ran and gave his big sister a hug and then said. "I wish the goblins would come and
take you away right now."
It was silent and Sara fell to her knees in defeat, but then she heard a faint scurrying and
feel of feathers against her face. Then the blackness overcame her again.
This time when she came too she was alone. She recognized the surroundings from two years ago.
She was at the front gate. She was confused though. 'Shouldn't Jareth have taken me to the
castle like he did Toby? Why am I back here and why didn't he stay to tell me what to do?'
She looked around and saw the sorry disrepair the labyrinth had fallen into. She felt this as
a bad omen considering her story. She hurried and ran ahead and felt something in her jacket
hit her leg. She reached in her pocket and pulled out a small journal. It wasn't as elaborate
as the ones she had been using but it was empty and even had a pen clipped on the spine. 'I
wonder how that got here,' she thought and shoved it back in her pocket and continued running.
After about five minutes she reached the area that her book had last described and there, lying
on the ground was the rumpled shape of a familiar figure.
"Oh God no." she cried out and ran to his side and hoped she wasn't too late.