Chapter 5-Tris

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All I can remember is a bright white light. Was I floating? No. It felt like I was spinning; no, falling. No; it felt like both. It was impossible to tell. My thoughts were so jumbled I couldn't even remember my own name. And then, without warning, I hit cold, hard tile. All my thoughts went back into place, and the memories came flooding back to me so fast I about fell over. Wait... I did fall over. Ugh! I was so confused, but I was definitely on the ground.

I decided to risk opening my eyes. Am I on the ceiling? Yep. Now I'm falling... Now there's pain...Ok, now I'm on the ground. For sure. Ouch.

I glanced at my surroundings now that I was sure that the world had righted itself. There was a tall, muscular man on the ground who had dried tears streaking his face on one side of me. I looked to the other side of me to find another man, who was slightly younger than the first one; this one scrawney and nerdy-looking, with a lab coat and glasses. Both of the men looked completely bewildered. I focused my attention on the first man; trying to put a name with a face. The word 'four' kept coming to mind. But that didn't make sense. What kind of name is 'Four'?

And then I remembered. Then I remembered everything, all at once. "T-To-bias?" I stuttered, breathless. I realized I was having trouble pronouncing words, I seemed to have no control over my body. The second man, I knew without a second glance, is my brother, Caleb. Caleb muttered something under his breath. "The tear of the one who loved you most. That's the last ingredient."

I remember dying, too. David? Yes, his name was David; he was the one who killed me. But I could worry about that later. Tobias was still staring at me. His eyes were wide open with bewilderment and his jaw was dropped open in shock. I somehow knew what he was thinking, even without him saying it out loud: She's back.

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