Shared Pain

Chapter Fifteen - Landscape

Four
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The initiates, Dauntless born and transfers alike, all were gathered in a large room that was set up to let everyone watch each other's simulations.

The first several to do their simulation took roughly twenty five minutes each to complete, and most of the initiates were scared of simple things like, spiders, thunder storms, heights, etcetera.

Tris was going to be the last one to do her simulation, considering that everyone was going in alphabetical order and no one cane after P.

I was nervous for her, if she does anything out of the ordinary in her simulation, everyone's going to know that she's divergent and that would most likely lead to execution.
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Tris
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I sat up on the chair hesitantly, we've been here all day and I was the last one that needed to go through their fear landscape, and that could easily be one of my fears alone.

I sat back and Four pressed the needle into my neck, giving me a look that said 'don't do anything uncalled for'.

My head fell back against the chair and the last thing I saw was the head of Erudite, Jeannine, looking at me over the rim of her glasses.
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I was in a field once more... A field with crows circling above. I scanned the area for a quick escape but I felt something hard against my back and tight around my wrists.

I looked over my shoulder to see that I was tied to a wooden pole, and flames were starting to appear at my feet.

Like that wasn't pain enough, but the crows started diving, one by one in my direction.

My heart was pounding against my chest and I tugged at the rope around my wrists with no avail.

"Calm your heart rate." I thought.

I took a deep breath through my nose, and let it out through my mouth, and repeated this in a pattern.

In, two, three.

Out, two, three.

I felt pain in my left shoulder, but didn't pay it any attention. The Dauntless way would be to figure a way out, but seeing as that wasn't an option, dreading my heart rate was my best guess.

In, two three. Out, two, three.

In, two, three. Out, two, three.

Even though the pain of every scratch and gash the crows left on me, and the burns the fire was giving me, I tried to relax.

I am not scared. I am Dauntless.

As if on cue the landscape blurred and I was in a box. A glass box, and all my friends and family were watching me.

Suzanne from Abnegation, Caleb, my parents. Four, Uriah and Christina. And yet, none of them seemed to want to free me.

Water started to pump out of a small hole in the side of the glass, and it was filling the box up quickly.

"Help!" I yelled, but no one moved to assist me. "Help! Four! Christina!" Neither of them moved.

They weren't going to help me. They were just going to leave me here and watch me drown unless I got out myself.

"Just break the glass! Then you can get out!" Was my first thought, "No, then it will be obvious I'm Divergent."

I looked down at the water that had now reached my knees, and was steadily growing higher.

What would Four do in this situation? What would he say?

Where's the water coming from? Stop the water!