The S.T.F. Files, Book 1: S.T.F.

Down, Out, Cold, And Pissed.

Cleo's POV

"Cleo wants to go to Alaska!" I demand, as Riza and the stripper are tending to Aly. Stripper cooling her off, Riza heating her, to keep her warm.

"We'll get there, just give us some time" Riza says, sounding stressed. I guess it was hard keeping the others, moron, stripper, and rapist in line.

I looked around. Wherever we were, I didn't like it. The moron was trying to use Riza's cell, trying to figure out the 4-digit pass code, even though he thought he tried everything, he still couldn't figure it out.

hint hint! It's 4-3-2-1.....but he's too stupid to figure it out.....

"Cleo, do you think you could figure out where we are?" Riza asked, wanting to get the others out of the place.

"We're somewhere.....Cleo says we're somewhere on the face of the earth!!!"

Alagretto's POV

After about two days in the place, where we didn't know where it was; Riza finally made an announcement.

"Guys, I have some good news, and bad news. Good news is, I can get another plane, and we can be on our way." Every one shouts happily, and smiles. "But the bad news, is that we still don't know where the hell we are, so I can't say where to get it. We need to find a city, or some major place nearby, so we can get it, so we can get the hell out of here, before they come"

"Who's-"

"Stop acting in bliss ignorance!" Riza snapped, turning around, "We've been in one place for far too long. We need to get moving....like now. We leave tomorrow morning, before dawn. Get rest, all of you. It's going to be a long road ahead." Riza walked away, as she went to gather firewood, since it was her turn.

Everyone stared at the place she used to be, and I just yelled "You heard her, get rest, and get ready for tomorrow morning!" Everyone nodded, and got back to where they had their things spread out.

This was going to be a long travel

Riza's POV

I was running.

Running.

Faster! I thought, although I couldn't figure out why.

I couldn't look back, because a overwhelming fear crossed my mind, that if I looked back, I would fall behind.

But what was behind me?

I ran faster, nearing a cliff.

I didn't stop.

Instead, I looked up, noticing a fiery orange bird.

A phoenix.

"Fearii!" I called, as it sounded much like a cross between 'Fairy' and 'Fear-ey'.

The bird swooped down, as I jumped off the cliff, as I reached up with my hands, as the phoenix grabbed them, carrying me off.

I never saw what was behind me, but I could feel it's darkness.

My eyelids popped open.

It was all a dream.

I sighed in relief, as I panted heavily, covered in sweat.

I wondered what happened, but I just ignored it, looking at the time.

four am.

Time to wake up the others, and get the hell outta here.