Tris' POV
It had been three weeks since I had last seen Four. Eric had taken over full time. And I still don't know where Four was.
Four had a knife in his hand when I found him. He aimed, then spun around. He was off balance, and throw the knife by accident. All I saw was the knife coming towards me and then-
"Oh my god..." I said. Four looked at me in the chair. He said, "Well, I wouldn't do that to you normally." I was shaking with fear. "I think that this was the knife the simulation showed." He showed me the knife, and since I was still plugged into the computer, he knew what I was thinking. "I'm not going to kill you, don't worry." I jumped out of the chair and fell of balance, not by hitting something, but because the whole building was shaking. Four stared. "THEY SAID THIS WOULD NOT HAPPEN!" Four ran down the hall with me just behind. Then, a giant pillar shook free of it's holding case and tumbled. It got closer and closer, then, "AAAAAHH!" The pillar had crushed my left leg. Blood was dripping and I was going crazily fearful. Four ran over to me and grabbed me, and he carried me to safety, while I was half-conscious. "Four... I'm gonna diiiiiieee..." The walls came down, and they were sealed in. Four knew there was no way out. So he just laid beside Tris. Another pillar fell, and Tris was dead. "NOO!"