There was a secret meeting tonight, and I had to be there. There was a janitor that went missing a while back, and all the kids were gonna sneak into the school after dark to see the abandoned basement. I had barely gotten into any sort of trouble before, so this was totally unreal. I was hanging out with a friend of mine, when he told me the requirements of the meeting. “Kill a phoenix, steal its pleasant tears. This will provide you passage for years. Children at day, adults at night, may the colors provide you an eternal flight,” He read enthusiastically, “Find a phoenix, and you’re good.” “What kind of phoenix, like the bird, or the place?” I asked, squinting for a secret code between his chicken scratch of handwriting. “Is this a riddle?” He shrugged. “I dunno, this is completely new to me. You think I’ve killed a bird before? Well, there …show more content…
“I’m surprised we haven’t been arrested yet.” I said, “Police these days. ‘Oh, don’t do drugs, kids, but you can totally steal cars and run red lights and stop signs!’’ “You’re the one that’s breaking the law in the first place.” He mused. During the drive, I thought about the missing janitor. He was last seen a week prior whispering about “The colors.” Everyone assumed he meant the colors of the Arizona flag, orange, red, yellow, and blue. Everyone thought he was attacked due to the strange substance that wrote out the colors on the basement wall. I knew it was paint, I just didn’t want to spoil the spirit of mystery. All of the students were completely clueless about the entire thing. And the fact of the matter is, one of the students was a suspect. My friend had gotten the riddle from overhearing him in the office. What if he… We sat in silence for the rest of the way. By the time we got to Lake Pleasant, the gas tank was low and we had listened to “Over the Hills and Far Away” one too many