Chapter 2 – The Calling
Hoggle was concerned. It seemed their whole plan depended on Sarah wanting to talk to them. It had been a really long time since Sarah contacted her friends. What if she never wanted to speak to them again? Would the Goblin King really die? Even if they told Sarah, would she help them? There were too many questions. Sarah was older now, maybe she didn't believe in magic anymore.
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Back in her room, Sarah was contemplating the same thing. Magic. The rational part of Sarah's brain kept saying, "There is no way that all those things happened. You read the story to Toby and now you are both imagining things." Then, as always, came the reply "Yes, but what if?" These conversations with self seemed to happen more frequently. Sarah couldn't get the Labyrinth out of her head. Was it real? Or was it an elaborate fantasy created by her mind? Would she ever know for sure? Maybe Sarah should try to call on her friends that way when no one came her life could go back to normal. Well, as normal as the life of an 18-year-old girl can be.
Taking a deep breath for courage, Sarah sat at her vanity and summoned Hoggle.
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Hoggle jumped off the toadstool he was sitting on as if he had been bit by a fairy. Sarah was calling him. Oh Gods! What was he going to say? What was she going to say? He had better answer her call before she stopped trying. Straightening his wrinkled and grubby shirt Hoggle took a deep breath for courage and answered Sarah's call.