37 Mist
Words: 97
Tris walked through the endless mist for what seemed like forever. She couldn't feel anything. Was the mist warm, or cold, she wasn't sure. She just kept walking and walking. It was so feint at first, she almost didn't notice, but when she heard it again she knew it was his voice. She spun around looking for him. "Tobias" she called out. "Where are you?" running through the mist frantically looking for him, as his voice got louder, and clearer. "Tobias!" she could hear him still, running through the mist towards his voice.
"Open your eyes Tris"
