CHAPTER 201
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A while ago, a pair of eyelids blinked open, revealing a pair of green orbs staring into space. Immediately, Jareth got up with his hand on his head and scanned his environment.
'What a fall I had. Where I am by the way?' he asked himself.
He looked up, his eyes zeroing on the mist that looked as though it was descending. He widened his eyes as he looked around.
"Bloody mage! I can't believe she threw me right in," Jareth caused, lamenting to himself.
"Jareth!"
'I just heard my name.'
"Who is there? Come out."
"Jareth…" the soft voice called again.
"Astrid? No, that can't be right."
He held his bag strap tight, clutching it close to his chest as his eyes slammed shut.
'Do not listen to the voice. Focus, think straight, think straight and it would be alright.' He chanted in his mind as he took the first step forward.
