Tomorrow had come. Sarah's stepmother was downstairs vacuuming while six-old-Toby was annoying her by pretending that the Hoover was some kind of evil monster that had to be jumped on every time it came too close. There was still no sign of Sarah's father.

Sarah, however was upstairs in her bedroom. It seemed that her talk with Lysander had caused a gate to open in her mind as tissues were scattered all over her bedroom floor and pictures of her mother were spread out on Sarah's bed while she mourned over them. Only one of the pictures had Sarah in it, when she was a young girl of about six, all of the others looked like they were pictures of a supermodel or an actress, but they all had the same striking face resembling a more mature and womanlike version of Sarah. Sarah clutched a locket in her hand, one that was obviously very special to her and probably had some kind of connection to her mother and in the other hand she clutched onto Lancelot, a bear that was obviously special to her. Sarah's face looked red and ill. Her eyes were dark and ghostly. She had obviously been crying all night.

"I didn't mean it…I'm sorry…please forgive me " Sarah kept saying, pleading with her mothers pictures. She was clearly traumatised by her mothers death, a much different perception of what she appeared like yesterday. "I'm sorry, please forgive…" she whispered before a loud knock on her door made her heart skip a beat.

"Sarah" shouted her stepmother. "Why aren't you up yet it's almost ten o'clock. Can you come here I need to ask you something."

Sarah jumped up and piled all of the pictures together. She quickly hid them in a drawer and wiped her eyes.

"Just a second" she said trying to sound unconvincingly cheerful. She shoved on a pair of scruffy jeans and a white fitted sweater, fluffed up her hair and ran to the door. When she opened it her stepmother was there holding a few books and staring at her with concern.

"Sarah, you look like the walking dead. Have you been crying?" she enquired.

"No, no, I've just been rubbing my eyes and my mascara must have smeared them. Anyway what was it you wanted to ask me" she said desperately trying to change the topic.

"I'm have a clear out in the living room and I just wondered if you wanted any of these books" she said.

"No I don't think so, I already have enough books" said Sarah not even looking at the books she was holding.

"Are you sure" said Karen, "it's just that I was sure you was reading this one yesterday" she said holding up The Truth In Mythology.

Sarah's eyes leered at the book, like she had just had an idea. She took the book from her stepmother.

"Okay I'll have this one" she said. "Thank you."

"Sarah are you sure you're alright." said Karen. "Don't you want to come with me and Toby to the park later.

"No I'm fine, anyway I've got some college work to do, I'll see you later" she said and shut the door.

Sarah walked over to her bed with the book in her hand. She caressed it slowly as if it was something special. Carefully opening the pages she turned to the index. Her fingers trailed down the words as if she knew exactly what she was looking for. She seemed to be searching for something in the G-section, then when she got the word 'goblins' she found the page number and turned to the correct chapter. She saw pictures of goblins, all which were very accurate; they were all short, ugly and stupid looking.

Some myths believe that the goblins come and steal children and make them into their own kind. Others believe that it is their ruler; the Goblin King who orders the goblins to take the children away, but only when wished away by their mothers, older siblings etc. Subsequently, the Goblin King then gives them thirteen hours in which to solve the Labyrinth before the child becomes a goblin forever.

Sarah frowned at this. It did not mention anything about a Labyrinth or that the Goblin King changes the rules every few seconds. She continued to read further.

If one conquers the Labyrinth then they will get the child back as well as having the power to go to Labyrinth at anytime if they wish to do so.

Sarah gawped at the page in shock. She did not know that she could wish herself back in the Labyrinth if she chose to. Jareth never mentioned anything to her. Maybe it wasn't true, after all the beast in the centre of the Labyrinth wasn't true was it. Maybe this book didn't really have a clue, just a bunch of old myths that were made up by people who hadn't even experienced them. Still, Sarah's eyes began to wonder. What if she could go to the Labyrinth, just for a while, just until she recovered from her mothers death.

"No" she said, "there's no point, there's nothing for me there anyway."

She shut the book and threw it on the floor. She lay on her bed and stared at the wall in silence. Her mind looked like it was racing with thoughts, thoughts about the Labyrinth, thoughts about all those years ago, thoughts about him…the handsome devil, the man who she bravely confronted no matter how much he tormented or seduced her. She smiled to herself. It was unsure whether she was smiling because she had defeated him or smiling because there was obvious attraction between the two.

"Once upon a time" she started whispering to herself, "there was a beautiful young girl whose stepmother always made her stay home with the baby. The baby was a spoilt child, he wanted everything for himself and the girl was practically a slave. But what no one knew was that the Goblin King fell in love with the her, and gave her certain powers…he fell in love with me? She asked herself. "Surely not?"

Sarah tried to think about what actually happened all those years ago.

"Maybe he did fall for me" she said. "Maybe he didn't really want Toby, maybe he wanted me.

Sarah paused for a moment trying to make sense of everything.

"Well whatever he wanted, he can't frighten me anymore. If I decide to go there, there's nothing he could do about it. I just need a break, I just need some time away to get over my mother. I mean what harm could it do, he has no power over me."

She thought hard for a brief moment. Then she stood up. She seemed a little uneasy and her heart was beating fast. She closed her eyes tight.

"I wish" she said. "I wish…I wish that I could go to the Labyrinth, just for one day."

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