Tobias:
Another Day, Another week. Tris is gone, Tris is dead. Her heart is not beating, her face as white as a ghost. David was her murderer, he shot her three times. She had survived death serum and he shot her in the chest, the head and the abdomen. She was incredible. Nobody has ever survived the death serum. Christina has really helped, while I was training with her all I saw her as was a loud mouth Candor girl, but getting to know her through Tris' death has opened my eyes to how Tris saw her and we are both struggling with loss. I am waiting for 4 pm for Elizabeth the Chief of Recruitments to call me into her office for a consultation. I am unsure to the extent of what I am needed for but this meeting shall be interesting.
As I am heading to Elizabeth's office many people are giving me their condolences. It has been like this since she died, I am trying to move on Tris, to be happy, I really am but you were my everything. I knock three times on her door because I know Elizabeth likes that and wait for her to call me in. "Enter Tobias," She summons. I walk in and a girl is occupying one of the two chairs in her office. The honey blonde hair colour I knew so well on Tris. "Tobias, I would like you to meet an old friend." I walk over to see the figures face and I weep. She was here, I am hers and she is mine. The warm smile that lights up any room glows and her sweet, loving voice fills my ears. "Tobias it's okay, I am here. I am yours." I am confused, are they playing a trick is there a catch, is she not even Tris. "Tobias? Tobias? TOBIAS, FOUR, FOUR!? Something is wrong four, Tobias something is not right." Christina's voice is calling at me, and I realise the catch. It isn't real, It is me, my head my dreams. I open my eyes reluctantly, remembering Christina's words. "Tobias, Uriah is gone. He was in the hospital last night when I said goodnight to him and now he is gone." I forced myself to appear alerted however Christina still thought that I was the initiation instructor to deal with their problems. "When I went to see him this morning his sheets were bare, and all his belongings were scattered, his get well letter that I gave him is torn up on the floor, and he promised that he'd keep it forever. I am scared, I don't know what to do." I was still groggy from my dream and feeling even more depressed than the day before. "Have you notified the authorities?" I asked sarcastically.
"No, I thought I should tell you, because right now I don't especially trust the authorities. First the attack on Chicago, then Tris and now Uriah. I don't know what to do." She was hysterical. I knew she should tell someone higher on the board than me but I do understand I don't trust these people either. "Let's go to the hospital." We run down the several corridors to the hospital wing and it reminds me of when Tris was held at Erudite. No I can't think about her again or I'll never stop crying. We run into the hospital wing and a young girl on a stretcher is lying face down, heading to immediate surgery. The same honey blonde hair and figure I knew so well but deep down I know it is only in my imagination. I need to stay steady and help Christina. As I pass by the door on immediate surgery where the young girl was lead into the initials TP across the door. No it must be a coincidence, or my hallucinations are definitely getting worse, perhaps I need to consolidate medical help. We walk together to the bed Uriah used to occupy. "Uriah's been moved to a recovery facility, in the east wing.. If you're looking for him that is." We gathered his belongings and began walking to the east wing of the hospital. We reach a door with the bold letters EAST WING ENTRY printed on the door and I hear Christina heave a sigh of relief. We opened the door and Christina collapsed. This doorway did not lead to the east wing of the hospital it led to a morgue. I felt sorry for Christina two of her last boyfriends have died, and I hate to say it but by people she trusted. No 573 - Uriah. That was his identifier a number and a first name. Christina wept, and wept, and wept. I ran back to the hospital to find the nurse. I asked about her, I looked everywhere for her but she was gone, as if she only came to tell us about Uriah. I walked by immediate surgery and the young girl was still there lying on a stretcher. I can almost make out her face under the oxygen mask and she reminds me so much of Tris. I see a doctor approaching and decide to watch what they are going to do to her. After a short briefing I expect of the following procedure one of his assistances notices me and points me out. The doctor approaches and stops in his tracks as he sees me. He opens the door sternly "You cannot be here Mr Eaton. It is unsuitable for your viewing. If we wanted to make surgery for an audience we would perform it in a theatre, but sadly that is not the case, so please step away and find something else to do for the next several hours. Thank you."
"Hold on. Who is that girl, and how long will the surgery last for?" I asked
"That information is not for you either, only immediate family will know about this procedure. And I will please ask you to remove yourself from this facility rather than making security guards move you." From this the doctor turned around and closed the door abruptly. All I could find out about her was what I got from that short discussion. She had immediate family and she was to be in surgery for several hours. I try not to think about her as I walk back to Christina, she is still on the floor only now Caleb has found her and is comforting her. I decide to look around more in the morgue. Then I see it Beatrice Prior, I know I have to see her one more time. I open the drawer and… she's gone. I open the drawer to her right and an old man is lying there peaceful but my Tris, my 6 is gone, taken. I crack. I Tobias Eaton, have cracked. The man with only four fears. I am gone too far down the wrong path to ever return. Caleb is by my side I don't know how but he is there and he is crying, we are both balling our eyes out everybody is crying.