Chapter twelve

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When I opened my eyes I was surrounded by hot, thick, growing, flames. My eyes went wide as the flames made a circle Around me cutting me off from anyway off getting out. My parents had been killed in a fire so I understood why this was my greatest fear. I took a deep breath knowing that I was In a house and looked over to see a kitchen. I ran through the flames feeling the very lifelike burn of fire and jumped into the kitchen. I opened all the cupboards until I got to the cups. Then I picked the largest cup and turned the water on and just kept throwing it at the fire until the flames were gone. Next I was standing in a train station and saw Stacy lying Dead on the tracks , her body was as perfect in real life except for a single bullet to the head and a note attached to her shirt. I ran over and held her head rocking back and forth. "No Stacy !!" I sobbed. I took the note off her shirt and read: Dear Leslie, Stay and die or Noah's next. Divergent's have no place in this world. Love, a killer. I picked Stacy up and set her on the pavement and pulled out her knife. I waited until I saw someone slowly sneaking up behind Stacy's body with a empty trashbag. I sneaked up behind him like four had taught us and plunged it deep in his back. The simulation disappeared and fours face back into view. "Incredible." He whispered looking at me. "You remind me of my dad." I whispered suddenly . "lets go with brother. I'm only 29." I laughed. "Ok Four whatever you say." A grim look crossed his face. "Don't call me Four that's not even my name. It's Tobias." I smiled and stuck my hand out. "Pleasure Tobias." He laughed and shook my hand. "Yeah I'm sure."

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