Chapter 1

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Tris' POV

The world is blurry.

The world is blurry and I cough as I hear voices murmur around me. Strokes of heat and warmth touch my cold skin and when I try to enlighten my vision, all I see are the tips and peaks of trees. Dead trees.

"Hey, she's awake!" I hear a familiar voice. The voice is feminine. I try to find the face to whom the voice belongs to within my head, but it is hard.

I then feel hands move under me, and I am lifted up, onto my feet by someone strong.

I feel thirsty, perhaps I am dehydrated, but I try to focus on one thing at a time.

"Hey. Are you okay?" At last I see him, and immediately my racing mind is restored with peace and comfort just at his face. "T-Tobias?" My voice sounds awful, but I'm sure he doesn't mind.

"Tris! You're finally up!"

I turn as Christina, my lifelong friend, comes hurrying over to me now with outstretched arms. She wraps her rather dirty-looking self around me and I return the embrace.

"A-Awake? What happened?..." I try to ask as she pulls back now, her eyes holding a whole new look to them... a look of which I have never seen within her eyes very much at all. Could it be fear?

"What you mean to ask... is where are we." Tobias' voice corrects my question and with this, I turn to get a better look at my surroundings.

We are in a heavily wooded area where vegetation and nothing but tree trunks were all the eye could catch. Most of the slim-pine trees were dead, and nothing but dirt and dry grass held us underfoot.

This can't be right?

"How on earth did we get out here? Where the heck are we?" I ask again now, as I crane my neck every which way in hopes of seeing a path or way out of here.

There was a small campfire that Christina and Tobias had obviously built while I had been unconscious.. But how did I ever get unconscious?

"That's what we've been trying to figure out for the last past hour!" Christina now throws her hands up in the air before continuing with a look. "Actually, I can't say it's been an hour, because I have no real way of knowing!" She sighs.

I turn to Tobias next and even he is holding a look that I rarely see out of him. "D-Do you even remember what happened last?" I can't help but murmur to him.

His hands are still around me so that he can steady my standing, but when he answers, he shifts his hands a bit as if he was wanting to pull me in for another embrace or something. "I can't say that I remember. I'm actually beginning to think that someone did this to us..." He lowers his voice so obviously for Christina not to hear.

I'm not concerned for lowering my voice though. I wanted answers, or at least some clue to why we were here.

I turn around to see that Christina was settling back down near the fire now, her eyes looking tired and her face showing signs of where her dirty hands had stressfully touched it.

I just can't understand any of this...

Tobias slowly leads me over to the fire and sits me down next to it with Christina. After a few moments of staring off into the woods next, he then finally sits with me, his eyes though never leaving the density of the growing shadows.

"So... I'm guessing you can remember nothing before this happened either, am I right?" Christina now suddenly mutters, her shoulders sagging.

I didn't want to cause any more stress on her, but truthfully she was right. I remembered nothing.

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