AN: I'm sorry it's been ages, I've had huge writers block, but it's here now.

There's blood. Sticky, red blood in a puddle around me, sticking to my dark black clothes and coating my dirty palms. I don't feel any pain, so how can I be bleeding? I can't be. Someone else must be. I push myself up by clawing my sharp nails into the floor.

Tobias lies about two meters away, faced towards me silently crying. I crawl frantically towards him.

"Tobias." I tap on his shoulder a few times.

He sighs and closes his eyes.

"Tobias. Tobias!" I gasp.

I don't understand. How did he even get hurt? Did he save himself for me? There's no wound mark, not that I can see anyway.

"Where does it hurt?" I ask.

He flicks his hand weakly away as if to dismiss me.

"You can't die." I say with my voice hoarse. "You can't die for me."

It's not real. I can't- I wouldn't let him die for me.

I wake up to the screaming sound of the Dauntless' warning siren. No, they can't leave. I haven't rescued Tobias yet.

Gemma's uncontrollably crying opposite me and her eyes are all red.

"Shhhh. It's okay. We got to go now. You hear that alarm?" She nods and stares at me expectantly, "that means they are going soon and we can't be left here. Okay? We just can't."

I reach out for her arm and help her up.

"You still got that gun?"

She nods.

"You may need to shoot some people. I am pretty sure they are all looking for us right now."

"I killed him." Chloe says.

I snap out of it with a shudder. My headache has grown intensely worse and our cowardly alarm won't stop blaring. I hold onto the wall to regain balance.

"Where's Chloe creepy torture room from here?"

"I-it's in a separate building." I look at her wide eyes, " we should be able to get there."

I let out a small sarcastic smile to myself, not if I die before then.

"We've got to get out of this room, the gas will be long gone now, and head left until you see a metal door."

"Got it."

I swing the door open to find a guard right in front of it, slowly falling to the ground. I swiftly grab my gun while his face turns a sickly pale. He looks at me straight in the eyes, pleadingly.

He wants me to kill him to end his suffering. I point my gun at his white, wrinkled forehead, turn my head and shoot. I couldn't look him in the eyes. I probably the reason he was like that. I made the gas escape, the same gas that poisoned him.

"Tris…" Gemma sobs.

"Let's keep moving."

I know that the boom of the siren means that they are leaving without us but in some ways it help, no one can hear our footsteps and my gunshot was partly concealed in it.

I sprint forwards, carefully looking back every three seconds or so to make sure there's no one behind me. So far there hasn't been. Gemma stops abruptly and turns to the right, which cause me to stop about half a meter in front of her. I see the parts cold, grey, metallic door in front of me but parts of it is being blocked my two artificial blondes arming a riot shield and holding gas containers in both of their hands.

I can't shoot them.

"I shot him. He begged me too."

"No. No. No! He would never want to be shot, least of all by you. He wouldn't leave me here."

I realise now that it was Chloe's voice was a simulation. Though I keep temporarily blocking it out, I can't help but believe it could be real. It looks real, it feels very real but I have to remember that it's not. I just hurts so much.

The one on the left, that was for a second, stunned from my strange outburst, has now overcome it. Well I guess she has, since a gas box hits the wall next to me. It spurts blue gas at me while Iunge forward for her. I tackle her to the floor, her riot shield pressed against my face and force her arm, which is holding the riot shield, to the right so she loses grip on her handle. I toss the shield aside, steal her gas mask and-

"He wouldn't do that to me." I spit.

"You think I wanted to do it? He made me."

"You're a liar!" I sob.

"At least now I can kill you without feeling guilty that it will upset Tobias. There's always a silver lining to everything, even one for Tobias' death."

She grabs my neck with her filthy hands. She keeps squeezing and squeezing and I can't fight her. I keep gasping and gasping for air.

The soldier is in front of me, bruising my throat with her sharp, merciless hands. How could I let this happen? Did I murder that other blonde guard? Where Gemma? Why isn't she helping me?

Dark green start clouding my vision.

"Just say thank you. Say thank you to me for killing Tobias."

She wants me to stay thank you? I would rather die.

I am going to die.

I can feel my organs screaming for air and my lungs crushing against my heart. I can feel my irregular heart beat in every part of my body, getting louder and louder.

I feel my eye lids drooping but I just manage to see my attackes face eyes fill with shock and I see huge amounts of pain register on her face.

AN: I hope you guys understood that the bits in italics were her in a simulation, i'm sure you did but I'm just making sure. I was going to tell you at the start but i didn't want to ruin it.