You can't take it any longer, opening your mouth in a wordless scream that scissors through you, pouring out your fear into sound. The fear disappears. The wind disappears. You open your eyes, and you're back in the room.
"Nine minutes," Four says, nodding. "Good, that's good. You're improving."
You feel a slight blush on your face as you nod, slipping out of the chair and through the door. "Thank you."
You can almost still feel the wind, but you banish it, wrapping your jacket closer to you with a shiver. You're improving.
Hopefully, it'll be enough to keep you in Dauntless.
Advance to 99.
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