The Black Goblin King

First chapter of many, feel free to review or comment we also take comments into account as to what happens next  ;)

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It had been five years since she had run the labyrinth. She still remembered how she would spend hours gazing into her vanity mirror admiring her mother’s photos, wishing could have become like her. It had been 3 years since she last saw her father, brother and step mother. Sarah was soon to reach her 21^st birthday. A lot had changed for Sarah since discovering the labyrinth. Since returning from the adventure after her long, tiring trek of saving her brother, her life had seemed empty. The Goblin King left her with this longing desire that was indescribable at the age of 15. She felt alone. As if missing a key piece of herself.  If only the goblin king could see the mess she has become since that very day she had to depart from him.                                                                                                                          

  Living in the New York, Sarah discovered it was difficult for any 18 year old.  Especially one with as big as Crack addiction as she had. Sarah has done everything possible to get her fix. After all it was the only way to fill the gaping hole that the labyrinth and its King had left in her life and heart. It was the one thing that made her feel. She could still remember the first time she had found the drug high, it was as many typical teens do, a party, innocent enough however it now lead to her complete dependence on Crack.                                           

  It was a typical Friday night and she was at work, with a body like hers, her natural curves and stunning appearance it was a natural choice to become a stripper. After all why waste what you’re given. After her set on stage another of the sleazy middle aged men came up to her and propositioned her again, after her third line of coke that shift it was all too much and she took off into the changing room. She looked at her herself in the mirror the dark bags under her eyes and the skimpy thong that clung to her with the negligee from her act covering barley anything.

She took of her heel and threw it at the stranger looking back at her.

‘Fuck it’ she said as she stared at herself in the broken vanity mirror before collapsing into her arms in front of it on the threadbare stool , Sobbing.

She looked up tears streaming from her eyes taking her cheap mascara with it.

Unexpectedly a name popped into her head, one she had not thought of in a very long time

‘Hoggle help me’ she whispered

Suddenly everything went black.

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