The Iceberg.

Northern Lights

"Hello, um... Aliza? yes I think that our bags have been switched."

"No, no you have to ask her first 'Am I talking to Aliza' then you tell her." Seb instructed me-surprisingly doing a great impression of me, while Joshua and Paul were straightening my clothes.

"Ok, I get why Seb is instructing me, but what the hell are the two of you doing?!" I questioned Paul and Josh.

Paul swayed his head disappointed, "This will be your second encounter, you gotta bring your A-game with you man!"

Frustrated, I typed her number and took a deep breath before enquiring, "Hello am I talking to Aliza?" I asked while receiving a thumbs up from Seb, and cheeky smiles from the other two.

"it has been two hours already, I was waiting for your call, Rumi!" the speaker spurted.

"Yu... you were waiting for my call." I asked flustered.

"Duh! Our bags have been switched, ok... anyways." She sighed. "meet me in the main lobby." She finished.

"Ok." I cut the call, my hands still trembling- until the boys helped me sit on my bed.

"What happened?" Josh asked.

"She was waiting for my call." I said blushing.

Seb smacked his hand on his forehead before interrogating me. "Then? Where will you meet?"

"Main lobby."

"Wait... we aren't allowed at this time!" Paul interrupted, walking towards the wall where our instructions were pasted- conforming the little doubt he had.

"Wait what!" The fictional world in my mind, where we meet again, shattered like glass.

"Call her, and... tell her to abort the mission." Josh suggested.

"What mission?" Seb asked quivering his eyes on Josh, telling him not to suggest anything for the time being.

I called her back, wishing to catch her before the bearded menace does. "Now what do we do?" She asked knowing why I called her.

I looked at the pamphlets lying on the floor- when an Idea formed in my mind. "which floor are you on?" I asked, receiving suspicious frowns from the others.

"1st floor."

"Perfect!" I beamed. "Wait for my next call." I cut the call.

"I'm not liking the look on your face." Seb admitted.

"Then trust me you'll hate my plan." I assured him with an instinctive smirk growing on my face.

"This better be some mission impossible shit!" Joshua exclaimed.

I assured them that they had a very small role in this endeavor, then continued dismantling my partner's bedsheets. Lastly, I tied the corners of the sheets making a bedsheet rope.

"Ok, so first of all you're not Jacob Harlon." Paul said remembering the scene from Shot Caller, "And second of all this ain't a movie man." He finished.

"Trust me it's gonna work." I guaranteed him. "there's only one small variable." I confessed.

"What is it?" they said in unison.

"I unlocked the window located at the end of the room, showing them what I meant. "Snow."

"Ok... so you're tellin' me that we have to wait until the sky clears?" Paul asked yawning.

"Yepp, I think we have to wait an hour or so, before we are clear." I smiled, "get it?"

They helped me with the preparations, and got back to their bathing, dressing and with no surprise, sleeping- for josh. We drew shapes and different figures on his face to pass the time, but my concentration was pushed back to thinking of my mom.