The world made of roses desmantles, each withered rose, while I live this moment. This small, fragile moment, that has not yet become one of the last roses. Even so the time seems to pass slowly. One way that you can not go back.

"What do you want, Evelyn?", Cara asks. My mother points the gun at her. I point my gun to my mother.

"Tobias, lower this gun.", she demands. I pretend not to hear, showing the gun closer. This moment, this rose that did not open, reminds me of another time when I arrived at the building, and my mother wanted to talk to me. I did not know what to say or what to do, but it was there.

"I feel so sorry." I say without emotion. With nothing but an excuse anyway.

"What? Why?", she doesn´t understand.

"I'm sorry for my memory. It was not me who planned this.", I get close to her. "But I swear I would like to remind all I spent with my mother, even not so important, but anything that makes me remember, I would accept."

She looks at me for a moment, smoothing my hair with her hand.

-Tobias, You do not want to remember. Do not want.

I did not understand, but now I see my mother holding the gun, remembering Johanna Reyes, someone who tried to get rid of the past, but can not. So is Evelyn: someone without healing from the past because remembering it makes her stronger.

"Mom, stop. Why did you follow us?", I ask. She hears me.

"I needed to get out of that place, and also wanted to know what was going on. Reggie helped me get here. Now I wonder: why are you attacking the basement of the government?"

"We aren´t.", Christina says. "They gave us a fake body in place of Tris. We want to know what they are doing with the true one."

Nita looks at Evelyn. She seems to know something.

"You know where is the basement of the government, don´t you?", she comes closer to Evelyn without fear imminent.

"Nita", Matthew grabs her arm. She goes back, waiting for the answer.

"I know. I can help you."

"Already know where is the government.", Cara gives an excuse to rush.

But I show myself as a child. Someone who did not go since I arrived outside the fence.

She just wants to help.

We spent together the halls, escaping from some DGs. They do not know from where we came there it. They do not know that somewhere near them, there is peace.

My mother runs beside me, and I know that Cara does not like it. I do not know why, but it is. All wary of Evelyn, is what she did, will never be forgotten.

The building is much larger than seen from afar. He has one at the tip entrance, where is the ports on which we entered. We entered, seeing a guard. The guard takes his gun and points to us and starts to make a lot of series of questions.

"Who are you, where they came from, why are you here, your genes are cured, and what you want?"

"We are eight people.", I answer. I keep pointing my gun.

"We came from the town near Chicago experimente.", says Zeke.

"In other words", says Cara. "We have different genes. No matter the damage. We are a group anyway."

"Doesn´t care.", the guard watch us, trying to decide which of us has damaged genes and which have pure genes. "I can not let you pass."

Unnerves my mother, and she gives two shots. None of them reaches the guard, but he tries to get out of the gives her sights. She jumps to reach him, hitting him with the bottom of the gun. He collapses instantly.

"Ready. Come on."

"But where is the floor of the government?", Cara questions. "We do not know where it is, and this building should have about 500 floors."

"Some say it has 600.", says Nita.

Matthew and Reggie look at her.

"How the hell do you know that?", asks the two in unisound.

"I ... I read somewhere in a lost book of the base.", she explains.

We do not expect for her to give a good explanation. We get right to the elevator. Evelyn presses the top floor. We rush up in a flash, and the door opens with a bell.

A technological voice speaks:

Technological experimente floor: index in pure genes.

The corridor is white, and leads to a room of scientists, who can get down the stairs, and has a glass showing the room. A chair holds a person, even though we can not see who it is, since it is surrounded by scientists. All of them take test liquids of different colors.

"They're injecting serum cocktails in the subject.", says Cara. I do not know how she understands it, but it seems to render the movements easily.

"Let's take the subject.", I say, decisive.

But suddenly red lights around the floor, and the window is topped by a gray shield, leaving us without seeing what happens. The lights go out, leaving only the siren and red lights continue to flash. I try to go up the stairs, but a glass door mirror cover. I look in the mirror for a moment, and I see that Tobias had the memories, stronger and more sure of himself, someone I'm not inside.

I break the glass mercilessly, the gun across my image break into a million pieces. I splinter, leaving the sea of memories plummet down the drain

I enter the room where thousands of scientists expect me dead. Some must be alive, but there are so many faint and so many dead that seems a cemetery unearthed.

There's no one in the chair. No one is being held.

The red lights around me. I examine the ground, colorful so many sera, some unnamed. I look at the place. The bonds of the chair are torn.

A woman jumps up attacking me. Another door locked my friends. A metal gate that they can not break. I am stuck.

She attacks me with a series of kicks and elbows. I will hit you back, unsure how I can fight, but my experiences back to the fore. I try to look at my enemy for a moment, but the red lights make it impossible.

But she stops fighting. I'm a little weak, and try to look at it.

I do not know what I feel when I look at it.

Tris.

"Hello, Tobias."