Eric

The Fears

I find myself in a large metal room. I run towards the end of the room and read the label;

'Air supply count'

I look below the words to see a clock. Not a twenty-four hour clock, a clock counting down to something, numbers lessening by the second. It occurs to me I am finding it harder to breathe, harder and harder.

I am so frustrated. How many fears will I have? Infinite? Has Amar left me here to suffer?

I breathe in one last breath and then release it, suffocating myself so it goes quicker.

A burst of energy fill my lungs and I find myself surrounded by a group of Abnegation elders.

"Welcome." One says. "You've been excepted into Abnegation." Another says.

"Your not going to scold me like you did with my mother. I'm Dauntless. I won't let you," I say, and the scene changes again. I am getting good at this. Really good.

But the scene doesn't really change, everything is just white. I can't see my hands, my feet, the ground, the wall or sky.

And I can't stop running.

I can feel me body run, but I can't control it. The more I do, the faster I go. I try to yell for help, but nothing comes out of my mouth.

I feel so alone.

I give up and decide to give in.

But I can see my hands now, and I stop, and it works. My mom is in front of me. And I have a gun.

"Shoot me. I never loved you. You aren't even my son. Do it. I don't want to live knowing that you aren't a loyal Erudite."

"I can be both." I whispered to myself.

I shot her. The second time I had to shoot someone. Jon, now mom.

I turn around to see all the Dauntless members.

"You could never be one of us!" They jeer, "Your Divergent!" They all have weapons, like my factionless fear.

Jeanine, Zoelton, Kaiden and Livia approach me.

"They want you to kill yourself. You have to, for the good of the system." Zoelton says. Jeanine hands me a knife. "You know what the right thing to do is."

Suddenly sweat drops down my neck. I remember trying to keep remember something... But I lost hold of it? I know it was keeping me calm but what was it!

I grip the knife. "Will this help everyone?" I asked Jeanine. "Yes." she said simply. I take the knife and plunge it into my throat.

I stand in the middle of a cornfield. The earth beneath me cracks and rumbles leading a trail up to me, slitting the earth into a deep firery pit.

This can't be real. I think.

It's not, I remember. It's a simulation!

I still try to run away from the line of opening but it surrounds me.

Then I recognize this from the train. I have to jump and risk everything.

I rise from the chair of the simulation and nobody is there. Amar did leave me. I'm going to kill him. I get up and start walking, but I see noone. Soon I start walking. But it is never ending so I start to run.

I'm so stupid. Simulation again.

I easily calm down again.

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Sorry for the horrible and short writing, tried to get that done. Eric's last fear, the one that lives in the deepest part of his mind, isolation. The next chapter will be longer, I promise.

Update is soon, sorry for the wait.