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Chapter 5
What Comes Next
He led her to a large room with a large bed and large wardrobe. With a flick of his wrist, he opened the wardrobe doors. "Choose what you wish."
"What's wrong with my clothes?" Dakota lashed out.
"They are awful ragtag things. You need something that will actually assist you in this world."
Dakota stared at him and went to the closet. Flipping past pink and white ball dresses, she found what appeared to be a gypsy dress, mostly brown and black, but with red roses and a paisley design on the skirt. Jareth shrugged: he obviously didn't care, and left. Dakota dressed and slipped her boots back on. She may dress like the Elf, but she sure as hell wasn't going to give up her boots! Then she realized, she can't 'jump' into action in a skirt, so she went in search of pants. She found some, and miraculously, everything fit.
She went in seek of Jareth. She found him in the bedroom down the hall. Nervously, she tapped on the door. He was lying on his bed, feet dangling off, apparently ruing his existence. Noticing that he wouldn't notice her if she just stood there, she coughed. He jumped, and then smirking stood up. "Excellent choice. Now go to bed."
"What?"
"Go to bed, it's late."
"You got me dressed to go to bed."
"You should get used to it. Who knows when we will see this castle again?" he asked, stroking a stone pillar lovingly.
"You are paranoid."
"No more than yourself." Dakota shrugged in defeat and trudged back to her room.
The next morning, Dakota woke up with tears in her eyes, so unused to crying. Then she remembered what her dream had been.
I was lying on my bed, my bed at home. A knocking sounded in my room. I opened the door. There was a man, who looked very much like Jareth, only dark haired, and a creature I could only assumed to be a goblin. Mom stood in the background, holding Jareth's hand. Jareth sang something to me…
It's only forever
Not long at all
Lost and lonely
No one can blame you
For walking away
Too much rejection
No love injection
Life can be easy
It's not always swell
Don't tell me truth hurts, little girl
'Cause it hurts like hell (hurts like hell)
But down in the underground
You'll find someone true
Down in the underground
A land serene
A crystal moon, ah ,ah
It's only forever
It's not long at all
Lost and lonely
That's underground
Underground
Before I could figure out the song, the goblin and the elf pushed me down and said, "You are the one we want. You will cure our problems."
The elf pulled out an elegant knife.
This part hadn't scared me, what had was…Jareth saw the knife and leapt at him, knocking him to the floor. Sarah screamed. The knife rose again, blood soaked the floor, Jareth was dead. The goblin leered at me. The elf pushed Jareth's body off him and stood up with an equally unpleasant grimace. I saw one last view of Jareth's cold face and looked at Sarah. She faded away. The elf and the goblin grabbed me and the scene faded into black, then I heard myself scream. Light returned and I saw my own body lying next to Jareth's, blood from my mouth leaking onto his tunic…then I awoke…
Dakota was sweating a cold sweat. A cry escaped her lips. Jareth came in yawning. "What is it?" Then he saw her wrapped in the green quilt that had covered her bed, tears dripping off her nose. She squinted her eyes. Her face was tear stained and her mascara had run, making her face even more ashen. Jareth to her was just a white blob. He noticed she couldn't see and picked up her glasses and handed them to her. She smiled and put them on. "What's wrong?" he asked. She told him the dream, though leaving out that she had lain next to him when she died. He raised his eyebrows and conjured up some wine. Dakota stared at him.
"I can't drink that!"
"Why not?"
"I'm underage! I can't drink until I am twenty one!"
"You can here."
She took the cup and drank it, and began coughing as it reached her throat. "You DRINK this?"
"About your dream…that might be what happens next."
"What?"
"Have you ever had dreams that turned out to be true?"
"Yes…"
"A Seeress…. She has power… maybe more magic rubbed off than I thought…" he muttered.
"What?"
"Your dream is likely to come true."
He walked back to the door, leaving her in a state of shock. "oh, shit…"
"Come on. You want to learn magic? Then follow me!"
The remainder of the day was spent in torturous work.