You glance at the mirrors, then grab both the cheese and the knife off the table. The knife cuts your hand, but you shake it off, glancing at your prizes.
Suddenly, the scene shifts to a bus.
"Do you know this woman?" A man hisses, shoving a newspaper in your face. You realize with a jolt that you do know her: it's Evelyn, leader of the Factionless.
If you say yes, go to 14.
If you deny it, go to 15.
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Choose Your Own Adventure: Divergent
FanfictionChoose a faction, friends, even love interests in this fast-paced Divergent adventure. Live the life of your Divergent dreams! ------ This is basically a customizable fanfiction! It has all the options you could possibly want, from different faction...
