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Pitch Black	By : ASunInWinter Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 2811 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Labyrinth, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Sarah sighed and turned the page of her book. She paused for a moment to give a large, cat-like yawn accompanied by an equally feline stretch. The blanket shifted beneath her as she moved, and she stuck a hand out to run her fingers through the grass. Both blanket and girl were well-warmed by the sun, and Sarah luxuriated in the feel of its cheerful brightness soaking into her skin. Even the cover of the little red book felt warm, the thin yellow of the simple title glittering like spun gold.

She looked around her at the familiar sights and sounds of the park – she was laying not too far from the stream that wound it’s way through the center, looping around ancient willows and underneath sturdy stone bridges. A gravel pathway paralleled the stream to her right, and just beyond it stood the edges of the forest. She squinted, watching as a bluebird hopped from branch to branch, singing brightly in the summer air.

Her attention shifted over to her left, across the stream, and her smile widened. Heading her way at brake-neck speed was Toby, his little legs pumping the pedals of his new bike hard as he raced a small sailboat being carried by the stream. He wore jean shorts and sneakers, with a blue top that matched the bright blue watch on his wrist. As he got closer, she couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of his tongue sticking out the side of his mouth as he concentrated on the moving boat just ahead of him.

The sound of her laughter caught Toby’s attention; he looked up and, seeing someone on the grass, slowed down. His head tilted to the side, trying to see who it was, and it stayed that way for another few feet until he finally got close enough to see Sarah where she lay. At the sight of her Toby slammed on the breaks and jumped off the bike as it came to a stop, letting it fall to the ground and slide as he used his own momentum to carry himself forward out of it’s path. He stopped after only a few paces, staring at her with a look of confusion and concern written on his features.

“Hey!” Sarah said, lecturing him. “That bike’s brand new! You’re going to get it all scratched up if you toss it around like that.”

Snapping out of his reverie, Toby turned and ran across the little stone bridge. He kept running until he stood just in front of her, looming over her like a storm cloud.

“What are you doing here?” Toby asked her, upset.

“I’m reading a book, Toby. Just like always. I’m sorry if my being here isn’t cool, but the park’s big enough for both of us.” she turned back to her book, but Toby reached a hand down and grabbed it out from under her fingers.

“Toby! Give it back!” Sarah demanded, annoyed. “What’s with you?”

“How did you get here?” Toby asked her.

She shook her head, an annoyed little smile on her face. “I don’t know, Toby. I walked?” She started to laugh, but his face was so serious that she held back.

“No, Sarah.” Her brother said, shaking her head. “That’s not how you got here. You need to remember.”

“I’m having a brain fart, okay?” She said, swallowing. Why can’t I remember? she thought to herself. I should be able to remember how I got to the park…

But the more she sat there thinking about it, the more her stomach began to knot. What does it matter what happened, a voice inside her was saying. You’re in the park, it’s a beautiful day, you and Toby and everyone you love are safe and happy. Let it go.

The voice was right; it was a beautiful day, the birds were singing… but stubborn thing that she was, she couldn’t let it go.

“I… I don’t remember” Sarah said, her voice strained.

“But you do remember, Sarah,” he said, a small frown on his face. “You have to.”

He reached his hand up then, bringing it across her forehead. He pulled it away, showing it to her, palm out.

It was covered in blood.

“No,” she said, pushing herself to her feet and backing away from the tide of remembered feelings, remembered thoughts. “No.”

“Yes, Sarah.” Toby said.

“I don’t want to go back.” she said, her voice thick with memory. She looked away from his hand, up to his eyes. Those beautiful, sad eyes.

“Please, Toby, please just let me stay.”

“But you promised!”

Toby yelled, and it was loud enough to bring all the other sounds to a halt. They stood there, facing each other, as the beautiful colors of the picturesque park faded into an unending whiteness.

“Toby…” Sarah said, pleading, as she reached her hand beseechingly toward him.

“You promised.” Toby said, firm. His eyes glistened with unshed tears as he stared at her, unblinking.

“You promised to live for both of us.” he said. “You can’t give up now.”

“It’s just so hard…” she said. “It’s so hard not to have you with me.”

“I’ll never leave you, Sarah.” he said, his little face so serious. “I’ll always be with you.”

The tears began to fall down Sarah’s face, slow and silent. “Do you promise?” she whispered through her tears.

“I’ll keep mine, if you keep yours.”

Sarah ran over to him and hugged Toby tight. His arms wrapped around her and held on for what she wished was a hundred lifetimes. But, at last, the tiny arms of her brother withdrew, and he drew back from her just enough to see her face. He raised a hand, and with infinite gentleness, he wiped away the tears from her eyes.

“Turn back, Sarah,” Toby said. “Turn back, before it’s too late.”

It took all of her strength to turn from him, the face of the little boy she loved so much. He was the baby, it was true; but he was, and always would be, her greatest source of strength. As she walked away, she couldn’t help but remember the last lines to Toby’s favorite story, the one that she had read to him almost every night.

“I’ll love you forever,”

She took the first step, and walked into a thick mist that swirled around her ankles.

“I’ll like you for always,”

A second step, the whiteness brightened, the mist swirled upward.

“As long as I’m living,”

A third, into the light and mist.

“My baby you’ll be.”

A fourth, her last, and she was gone.
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