I'm so sorry this is taking so long, I have big plans for this but I can't think of how to get there! I thought I'd upload this to let you all know I haven't given up!
"Sarah . . . this is taking for-ev-er!" Laura moaned. We were in that stony part, getting absolutely nowhere. "I can't tell if we're making progress or if we're just going in circles. And I swear this place is changing!" She turned around and hurried down another path leading to a dead end. Sighing, she turned around to face us, stopping and looking behind us in shock. I turned around and saw the dead end, sporting two doors guarded by four dog-like creatures.
"Hey, I know her!" One of the up-side-down ones said.
"Yes, yes, she came through here years ago! I heard she solved this Labyrinth. Back for more, eh?"
"Actually," I said, "I'm helping a friend out."
"Oh, I see. Well, don't be giving any answers away! Takes away the fun!" I nodded and stepped aside for Laura.
"So . . . I just pick a door?"
"Ah yes, but one door leads to the castle, and the other leads to (buhbuhbuhbum) certain death!"
"Okay, do any of you know which is which?"
"They do," the bottom ones answered, pointing their noses up to the top ones.
"Oh. Okay. So, which is which?"
"This one leads to the castle!" the blue one announced.
"No, he lies! This one leads to the castle!" the red one argued.
"One of them always tells the truth, and the other one always lies," I told her. She nodded and paced for a moment, thinking, before crouching down to look at the lower two.
"Do you two have the same rule?" she asked. They both answered no. "So which one of them tells the truth?"
"We haven't been able to figure that out yet, I'm afraid." Laura sighed and rested her head in her hand.
"What color is my shirt?" she asked suddenly.
"Nononononono, it doesn't work like that either!" Laura threw her hands up.
"This is impossible. What am I supposed to do?"
"Just pick a door and wish yourself luck, I guess." Laura nodded and picked that door, the same door I had picked. The door opened and she looked down the stone hall.
"This looks ri—" she started to say before plummeting through the hidden hole. I shrugged and jumped in after her, followed by Hoggle.
"Aah! Help! Sarah! Ew, let go of me! Help!" she cried as she was stopped and held uncomfortably by hundreds of hands.
"We are helping!" a voice said as several of the hands formed a face. "We're helping hands!"
"Let go of me!"
"Whatever you say," another face said, and she screamed as she dropped another ten feet.
"No! I didn't mean it!" The hands caught her again.
"Make up your mind, girl!"
"Which way do you want to go?"
"Which way?" she asked.
"Up or down."
"Come on, it's a simple question."
"Which way?"
"Oh, I don't know, this is another riddle, isn't it?"
"Just pick!" I told her, listening to Hoggle argue with a few of them.
"Uh . . . um . . . down?" The hand-faces jeered and began dropping them again. We fell into the oubliette, the same one I had. Hoggle was quick to light a candle, illuminating the hole even from its tiny glow. "Oh, no, we're trapped!" Laura said as she surveyed the area.
"Don't worry, I chose down, too. Hoggle knows the way out, don't you Hoggle?"
"Now, wait just a minute!" Hoggle shouted. "My jewels have gone missing!" Laughter was heard from the hole they fell through, and the jewels came down and landed on Hoggle's head.
"I didn't think them the type to play practical jokes," I observed.
"Come on, I want to get the heck out of here!" Laura groaned.
"Alright, alright. Come on, in here." Hoggle lifted the plank of wood and held it against an impression in the wall. He turned an invisible key and opened the door to reveal the corridor. "Heh. Least it's not a broom closet." I patted his arm affectionately and lead Laura through.
"See? It's a piece of cake."
"I'd watch what you say, Sarah dear," Jareth's voice echoed. We turned sharply to see him leaning casually against the wall and smirking. "Oh, yes, that very phrase got you in quite a bit of trouble last time, didn't it?"
"What have you done with my sister?" Laura demanded. Jareth scowled at her.
"She is waiting rather impatiently for you in my castle. I'd hurry if I were you." He turned away from her and leaned in close to me.
"You're making excellent time, Sarah. Not so difficult the second time around?" I glared at him stubbornly. "Don't let yourself become over confident. It gets much worse from here on out." He smirked and held up another glass ball, tossing it down the hall before disappearing.
"Oh, RUN!" Hoggle declared dramatically.
Laura screamed and followed him down the corridor.
