Resurgent
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I can't open my eyes. I here a monitor, it beeps every 5 seconds. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 I try to open my eyes to see where I am, but it's like something is holding them down. I move my hand to my eye to take whatever it is off. Then I hear a voice, a familiar voice. Christians. "Is she awake?" Another voice. This one isn't so familiar, but it's a male voice. "no way, shes been dead for 2 years and we all know that." All? Who else is in the room? "Her hand though." someone says. I sit up with a jerk, nothing is on my eyes, I was just to weak to open them. There are 7 people in the room. Christina, Peter, Caleb, Cara, Uriah, Zeke, and Tobias. Tobias! "Tris?" Christina says. Tears coming down her cheeks. "Yeah?" "Your alive!" She says laughing. "Yeah" I don't have any questions because I already know the answers. Everyone else seems to be in shock. "Hi." I say to everyone else. "oh my God." Cara says with a straight face. Everyone just stands there looking at every single detail of my body. "Tris!" Zeke finally says. "Zeke!" I say "You know my name!?" he says with relief. "Yeah, why wouldn't...oh! Because of the memory serum! Nah, I have all my memory." "Can we do some tests on you?" Caleb says. "I don't trust you" I respond. "Tris, that was 2 years ago." "I haven't had time to forgive you." I respond "Is this a dream?" Peter says "Yeah. Is it?" Uriah says I ignore them and start taking tubes out my body. "I don't think you should do that" Caleb says I ignore him and keep doing what I'm doing. I take all the tubes out and stand. I lose my balance at first, but Tobias catches me. I smile at him. He is obviously still in shock so I don't want to say anything until he says something to me. I'm wearing the clothes I died in, I can see the bullet ones. "Are we in the city or compound?" I ask "Compound" Christina responds with a smile Zeke and Christina seem like they are the only ones excited to see me, everyone else must still be in shock.
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