His own head matched that of the Goblin King's, blood pounding an anxiousness through him that felt almost horrific. He could hear the tone of his sister's voice, could feel the pulls and shakes on his body to try and force him out of the world. He tried to keep his main goal in mind, to make sure he knew where he wanted to stay for the rest of his life and make sure he made it there like he had promised himself he would.

Noting something that seemed to shimmer ahead of him, he wandered forward, the world suddenly starting to glitch and shift around him. Things popped up that he was sure didn't belong. He only had one chance to get it out before it was too late, and he could feel that.

"J-jareth..." He whimpered, his legs crumpling beneath him. "I want you...please...take me back." And with that, the world was ripped from him, and, in turn, him from the world. He gasped a little and closed his eyes, and when he opened them again it was to the frightened face of his big sister, summoned to the hospital he now lay in because of her brother's seeming attempt at suicide. Whatever had been in his stomach had been pumped out, and now the near-drowning victim was safe and sound at home.

And he hated it.

"Toby....are you alright?" She was currently the only one in the room, her parents having had to leave for some reason or another.

"I..." He whimpered, then, "Jareth...?" All he could think of was the Goblin King and getting back to him. Of course, the name made Sarah stiffen and she shook her head.

"No, Toby, don't even think about him. He doesn't need to control you." But he wanted him to.