Fear doesn't shut you down, it wakes you up.

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TOBIAS POV:
The light brown twisted thick rope irritates my skin. I can hear footsteps , heavy footsteps coming from behind me , I try to get my hand out of the sturdy rope even though I know I can't, it's too strong.
"Kill him, he knows about the serum." Says a familiar voice, sounding certain.
Kill me ? Why me ? It's definitely about the life long serum. It's Gustavo. I don't want to die, now I have Tris. I can't die. My thoughts are overwhelming me as I hear a door close and a man, dressed in blue raises his right arm and rapidly slaps my cheek. My cheek sizzles and gets painfully hot.
"You don't want to kill me" I spit.
"Why is that now?" The blue man says.
"I can fight too" I say as I kick the man with all the force I have in his shin. Luckily, they didn't tie my legs up. The man groans in pain as he steadily pulls a gun from his right trouser pocket. His eyes are wide and his expression , alert. He licks his lips as the his fingers hug the trigger.
I can't die . What can I do? I need help. No, I can do this myself , I need to get out.
Sweat trickles down my forehead as I think. I don't have enough time.

A loud bang fills the room and an immense pain hits my shoulder with great force and power , piercing through my flesh , it's all throbbing severely.
This is the second worse pain I have ever had , before of course , loosing tris.
My vision blurs as black spots appear in the corners of my eyes slowly starting to cover my whole vision. I relaxing feeling takes over me as the black spots cover all my blurry vision. I think I'm dying , in fact I'm quite sure I am.
One more time.
I am in a hall, the choosing ceremony hall. The blood drips on black coals and a roar of applause seizes the room.
The scene flashes a blinding white.
I see Evelyn giving me a box.
White.
Marcus with his belt.
White.
A grey bundle hitting the net ,
White.
Tris and I in amity laughing.
White.
Tris dying, me crying.
White.
Grief.
White.
Tris returning.
White.
Gustavo.
White.
The gunshot through my shoulder.
Tris. Evelyn. Christina. Uriah. Marlene. Zeke. Eric. Amar. Marcus. Will. Al. Natalie. Andrew. Caleb.

Everything stops. And all turns Black.

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