Death

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Tobias

We ran and suddenly a group of people came surrounding us.

"Run!" I said to Tris.

She ran and one of the men shot his gun in the air. They shot me with something. I passed out.

I woke up in a cell. No one came by. It felt like hours until a guard came by. The guard looked familiar.

Peter.

Wonderful. He wouldn't show us any mercy. But maybe I could convince him.

"Come on." peter said unlocking me from my cell.

We walked until we entered a different room. Peter left me all alone in there.

A man came out with a whip.

An with a crack of the whip.

********* one hour later ***********

I had burns all over my back. Just where the other scars were from when I was a kid.

My back ached. Peter came and cleaned it up for me. He stayed in my cell for awhile.

"Are you ok?" He asked.

"Why do you care? Where did they put Tris?" I screamed

"She is down the hall. They havent hurt her yet. " Peter said.

"They better not. Where am I. "

"You're in a thing we like to call a death camp. No one gets in or out of here alive. " Peter said.

"Well that's nice to hear." I said sarcastically

"I'm going to get you guys out. " He whispered. "In a couple days. Just stay in there. Ok?"

"Ok. " I replied.

He left my cell leaving me with a bleeding back and no one else.

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Sorry for the short chapter!!!

( Happy Easter! )

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