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Tris P.O.V.

I give myself three seconds of weakness, before I stand up. 

One... two... three

I push myself up, and turn the water off. I am cold, so I quickly dry myself with the towel that was laying on the counter when I walked in. The counter is just a plain slab of concrete, which sticks out of the wall. I dress into the same clothes I had on before, and try to come up with a plan. I am stuck in here until the guard lets me out. There is no way to tell her I am done.

There is only one guard outside the door. I doubt she has the ability to shoot at me. They need me for the testing, to find a simulation that I can't resist. There is no way out of here, besides the door. There are air vents, but they are too small, even my small body can't fit through them. 

The only things I have to use is my clothes and the towel. I look around the room, but only find one other thing. The shower head. It's made of medal, maybe I can take it off and use it as a weapon. I walk over to the counter, and stand on it. I reach my hand out and touch the shower head. It's bolted to the wall, no luck. 

I sigh, and run my hands through my hair. I sit on the counter, and let my feet dangle. I could use the towel as a blind-fold, but I still need to get the weapon from the guard. She always walks so the gun is on the opposite side of her, away from me. I could move around to the other side of her, and grab it. 

Then I remember. She always closes the door after I leave, and has to lock it. I could reach, and grab the gun before she closes the door. Maybe, just maybe.

The door opens with a swoosh, and the same lady appears. She motions me over, so I go. I hop off the counter and walk outside of the room, into the hallway. The lady grabs the door handle and closes the door, her back to me.

I know what I have to do.

In one swift motion, without thinking, I lunge at her, at the gun. I grab it, in the process running into her. She is the only thing between me and the door. She pushes herself away from it, and turns around to face me, eyes filled with rage. She gets angered easily.

"Give me the gun." She says, eyeing it.

"So you can force me into that pen. I don't think so. I want to get out of here, and you want to live." I say. Her eyes twitch the slightest bit.

"I nee-" She begins to yell.

"Don't bother." I say, smiling. "The walls are sound-proof." 

Her face grows red, I'm guessing with embarrassment. 

"Hand me the pass." I say. The card that is in her pocket provides access to every room in the area, from what I can tell.

"Never." She says.

I click the safety on the gun off, and hold my finger over the trigger. "Give. Me. The. Pass." I say, each word more bitter than the last. She seems like Peter, the kind of person who values their life more than their job. 

She grabs the card from it's pocket, and holds it in her hand. "Slide it over here." I say. She crouches down, puts the card on the floor, and slides it over in my direction. When she stands, I crouch and pick it up. 

"Get in the room." I say, motioning towards the shower room. She grabs the handle, opens the door, and walks inside. I close it behind her. I turn the safety on the gun on. I still don't feel comfortable shooting anybody. 

That went smoother than I thought it would be. I thought we would fight, and I would have to hurt her, but I guess she gave in quickly. 

I turn, and walk down the hall, to where... I don't know.

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I am very sorry this chapter is short! I will do my best to update again tonight, but I might not be able to. Thank-you guys so much for reading and supporting me on this story. 

Question Time!

1.) Where do you think Tris is going to go?

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