She ran, not expecting to get away, but needing to get herself somewhere where she could breathe again. She stopped for a moment, when she realized that no one had followed her.
She started to walk, through a sea of strange flowers, deep red and blue in color that made her think of swimming through a river of blood. The sun was glaring now, and so she kept her eyes on the blood, and moved, away from her awful dream. Her hope, that spark that had told her that as long as you keep walking you'll find yourself in new circumstances, died as she realized that she had made no progress at all. The sea of blood went on forever.
She looked up then, into a softer sky and took a moment to breathe. That was what she had wanted after all. She had come this far to remember how to breathe. "Oh this is just NOT FAIR!"
Jareth rose out of the flowers, a soft smiling playing on his face. When his eyes met her own, the expression was anything but playful.
"Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered I have," she faltered, "
"For my will is as strong as your and my kingdom as great. YOU HAVE NO POWER OVER ME!"
Jareth who had been waiting patiently until then burst out laughing. Sarah was shocked by his reaction, and a little embarrassed. Her cheeks turned pink. She waited for his laughter to stop, then waited for an explanation.
He started laughing again.
"Oh, Sarah, that won't do. As I've told you once, this is no longer a game. Memorizing lines will not save you."
"I have a question," Sarah asked, taking a step toward Jareth, "what am I doing here?"
Jareth grinned and seemed to be lost in thought for some time. He seemed to be debating whether or not to answer her question.
"Toby is in the mimicking stage now, as you well know. Since you wished him away, he's been wishing all sorts of things away. I don't really want his diaper, or your bears, and so I've coached him on what to say. We had so much fun and I helped him to associate that fun with wishing you away. It took a bit of time to get you here but, I am very patient."
Sarah gasped.
"But, he won't run the labyrinth. He won't save me."
Jareth shrugged.
"Perhaps not, but" he reached out and lightly knocked her chin, so that she met his gaze, "if he wishes himself away, you'll have company."