This is another night mare. I know it the moment it begins. I can feel my heartbeat rising. My palms are clammy. I am standing again in the open field like last time. This time however, everything around me is on fire. Nothing else happens.
"Odd..." I think silently. Suddenly a hear a whooshing noise overhead. Black birds start cawing loudly. I start to panick. "Why am I afraid of birds?" I briefly wonder. I blink. Suddenly the fire is closer and I am tied to a wooden pole. The birds fly overhead getting closer.
I see people walking towards me. I realize that I recognize a few in the front. Their names finally come to mind as I name them. Christina, Tobias, Peter, my parents, and Caleb. I also see Cara and Will. They are staring at me. They are just outside the fire. I look around me. Others are gathering.
The fire is about six feet away from me. I can feel the heat. My parents and Will suddenly fall over and disappear. "What is going on?" I panick. The flames creep closer. They lick at the wood beneath me. I see a man in the back. He smiles devilishly. "HELP!" I scream. "ANYBODY?" "PLEASE HELP ME!!" I can't think. The fear clouds my train of thought. Christina and Tobias are crying. Peter stares at the ground and Caleb looks like he's going to be sick.
The flames leap to my feet. I scream. The pain is intense.
I jerk awake. "NO!" I scream. I look around. I am still in my bed. I am sweating. My pulse is still racing. I get up. I need some air. I can't breathe. I run outside, still in my nightclothes. The sun is barely up. I slow down. "Think, I just need to think." I whisper sitting in the still wet grass.
I close my eyes again. I can still envision my dream. Every detail is sharp and clear. I think about the people I saw. "I recognized a few of them," I open my eyes. I close them again. "Tobias, Christina, Peter, Caleb, my parents, Will, and Cara." I list them all off. I can't really remember what some of them look like since they were distorted in my dream.
I clearly remember my parents' and Caleb' s image. "The others must be part of my old life somehow," I think aloud.
I stay sitting in the grass for another few hours. I start getting looks from people but I don't care. They are people who work for the Bureau and who didn't want to live in it so much as around it or near it. I pick myself off of the ground and start walking home.
Finally I reach my house. All I really want to do it sleep but I am afraid of the nightmares that might come with it. Instead I sit in front of the only mirror in my house. I stare at my reflection. My hair is a mess and my eyes are all puffy from crying and lack of sleep. No wonder people were looking at me funny.
I look closely at the mirror silently asking for something to click to finally make some sense. I look at the tattoo on my collarbone. Three birds. I know they symbolize something. I stare at them some more. I feel something nagging at the corner of my mind. I look at the crows, take a deep breath, and close my eyes.
The nagging feeling becomes a thought. Don't look at yourself in a mirror. It is self-indulgent. I open my eyes. Selflessness was Abnegation. "I was from Abnegation." I speak quietly holding onto the memory as much as I can.
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The Return "Allegiant p2"
FanfictionTris Prior is alive. She doesn't know how, she doesn't know why. All she can remember is getting shot and a name that is so faint it is takes a lot of effort to remember... Tobias... Tris isn't the only one alive though. A man who remembers everyth...
