"No!" I cry. "Mom!" I watch, again, as she slumps to the ground, lifeless, blood oozing from her stomach. Sobbing, I hear her voice telling me to get up. Wanting to be strong for my mother, I somehow get up and start running.
I keep on running, knowing that the mindless Dauntless soldiers are hot on my trail. I dodge another bullet, and fire blindly into the alley. Finally, the footsteps go down to only one, and I hold the gun out in front of me, ready to shoot. That's when I see who it is.
Will. His finger is poised on the trigger as well, and is seconds away from shooting. I close my eyes and make the hardest decision of my life. I squeeze the trigger and run, not looking back.
I wake with a start, panting, the sound of the bullet firing still ringing in my ears. Finally noticing my surroundings, I realize I have risen just before the sun. I look around at my sleeping friends and manage a small grin, despite my situation. Tobias is snoring gently, his hair slightly ruffled. His shoes are on though, as if he got up and walked around at night. Christina's head is buried under her pillow and she is mumbling in her sleep.
After a few minutes of lying in bed, I get up and slip my shoes on and creep out into the compound hallway, careful not to wake anyone. I walk around aimlessly, not really sure where I'm going, my footsteps echoing in the empty hallway. I glance at the few stragglers, who look like they're about to keel over from exhaustion.
Sticking my hands in my pockets, I follow the signs leading to the entrance, thinking of getting a better look at the sculpture I saw yesterday. That reminds me of the sculpture that Tobias showed me back in his Abnegation home. I remember the light blue glass, kept for the sole purpose of showing a small act of defiance.
Arriving at the security checkpoint, I dig out my badge that Zoe gave me yesterday. I then spot the sculpture, a couple hundred feet away.
Going closer, I stare at the large slab of stone, it reminding me of the rocks at the bottom of the chasm that Al threw himself onto. At least, that was what I believed at the time. I shake my head, not wanting to think of Al and how he betrayed all of us, choosing to join Jeanine Matthews.
Instead, I concentrate on the dark rock, with a crack running through the middle. For the first time I notice a glass tank full of water, similar to the one I nearly died in at the Erudite compound. I watch as a drop of water falls from the tank, a small noise erupting as it hits the stone. After watching as two, three, four drops fall at the same interval, I realize that they must be intentional.
I hear someone approach me. Thinking it's just Zoe, or another member of the compound, I ignore them and keep staring at the drops of water falling onto the slab of rock.
"Hello Beatrice," a quiet voice says from behind me. I freeze. I would know that voice anywhere.
Slowly, I turn around. There, with her soft brown hair framing her aging face, and pale green eyes, stands none other than my mother. My mother, who I thought was dead.
"M-mom?" I ask in disbelief.
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