"Hoggle how did you get here?" She questioned. Her mind confused.
"I wanted to see you. You're my….friend." He swallowed hard. "And I have a message" He reached into his shirt pocket.
"From who?"
Hoggle cast his eyes towards the floor. "Jareth" He held the message arms length towards her.
Who else. She thought, but part of her was happy. Excited that the Goblin King had sent her a letter, yet a sense of dread filled her. What was the occasion? This could be good news or bad….
She unrolled the parchment.
Dearest Sarah
How have you been, I'm sure your interested in the urgency of this message. Is it bugging you? Is it eating you away like acid in your brain? Are sitting, maybe standing, next to Hoggle with a lump in your throat longing to discover the nature of my message? You know how I do adore dramatics. I shall put it simply Sarah. You are in grave danger. You must come back with Hoggle to my palace where I cant tell you whats what. It is too dangerous to put in a letter.
Sincerely,
King Jareth
"grave danger?" she whispered to herself.
Hoggle looked up at her uneasy.
"we've got to go." She said. She cast her gaze towards the floor. "Back to underground"
