•Tris Pedrad•

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I wake up in a stone, cold room. What? I look around to see one single window on the wall, and a cell door. I stand up realizing I only have socks on.

I look to see myself wearing a grey dress. I put my hand on my head confused. I look over to see a broken mirror. I walk over and look at myself. I'm wearing a bun, with bruises on my face.

The door opens and two men stand there with guns.

"Tris Pedrad." The tall one says.

"Where am I?"

"It's time."

"Time for what?"

"Come with us."

"Not until I know where I'm going."

"Questioning. Now let's go."

I slowly walk behind them. We pass more cell rooms with people begging to be let out. One room there's a girl rocking back and forth in the middle of the room.

I look away trying to remain brave. We get to the room with a interview sign on it. The short man opens the door and I cautiously walk in, ready to jump on anyone.

A lady in a dark blue dress, a tight bun with a pencil sticking out of it, heavy makeup, and a big nose sits there with her hands crossed on the desk.

"Pedrad. Sit." She commands.

She needs a breath mint, and she needs to learn manners.

"What am I doing here?" I ask

(A/N. The Bold will be the lady talking. The italics will be tris.)

"We need to ask you a few questions."

"Why?"

"Just answer them please. First one, you're the youngest out of your family correct?"

"Yes."

"And you're dating that four guy."

"Yes."

"What happened that day?"

"What day? The day four asked me out?"

"No, the day your parents died."

I freeze. How does she know about this?

"How do you know?"

"We know everything."

"Then why ask questions?"

"To see how you feel about it."

I take a deep breath.

"It was a regular day. Uriah was at the table eating poptarts, Zeke was studying for this stupid test. Mom and dad were in the bedroom talking about a family trip. But they didn't want us knowing about it, they were really bad at keeping secrets."

I chuckle at the memory.

"Anyway, dad was running late and mom wanted to get a gift for dad since it was their anniversary. Later on, we got a call. I was at the table drawing a picture for mom and dad.... Then..."

I feel tears streaming down my face.

"Zeke turned to Uriah and I with that look on his face. He tried to remain strong for us but it didn't work. He started to cry. When he hung up the phone we asked him what was wrong. He told us that mom and dad got in a car wreck."

"But you knew it wasn't a car wreck..."

"I tried my best to believe it but my gut knew it was something else. Few years ago I finally discovered the truth."

"You found out they were murdered."

I break down.

"My friend warned me not to dig, she said I would find something that would break me. I should of listened but I had to find out the truth."

"Did you find out who it was?"

"No, I stopped after that."

"How's dauntless?"

I wipe the tears away.

"It's going great. Life's good now."

"Well, your only half way. Good luck tris. The future holds a lot. Be careful who you trust."

"What do you mean?"

"Times up."

"No what do you mean? Where am I?"

"Shhhh just open your eyes tris. Open your eyes."

"Wait this is all a dream? Is everything a dream?"

"Goodbye tris. See you later."

The men take me back to my cage and I bang on the door.

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I wake up to my room. I look side by side to see everything normal. I take a deep breath and lay back down with my hands on my head.

What just happened?