42It's been an hour and Tris is still walking. She started to head to the only thing she could see which happened to be a very, very tall gate. The empty field was expansive and every now and then, birds would cross through the sky. The air was humid and made her hair stick to her face. There wasn't much trees. Her legs were tiring and she was soaked in sweat. But she couldn't stop in the middle of nowhere. So she kept walking even if she knew there was still miles and miles and miles.
Coming closer, she could spot something also large but not as high at the fence she's headed to. Her vision more focused, she realizes what it is. Black and rusted and broken. A crashed plane. Posibly for over a hundred years now. She gets the chills. The gate is near. She sees black spots. People. With guns slung across their shoulders. Soldiers. Tris starts to have second thoughts. Is this a dream?
Meanwhile...
"What happened?" Marlene's eyes are wide as she asks Tobias and Chris. They are currently at the police station. They explained to the officers and now an investigation was set out.
Tobias' knee can't keep from bouncing up and down. His as crossed, his face full of worry.
"We don't know. Tris is missing." Christina answers.
Everyone is here. Uriah. Marlene. Will. Zeke. Shauna. They all came . Everyone is worried and ready to help. It's one pm. The place is full of commotion, being a police station. It's too loud and makes Tobias' head pound even more.
Tobias abruptly stands. "I'm going out. Anyone want coffee?"
Everyone raises there hands. "Okay. I'll be right back."
He sets off and zippers his jacket all the way to the throat. It's cold outside. He sees his breath in the air. It's not even December yet.
Tobias decides to walk. He needs air. His head is throbbing yet he doesn't know why.
Hands in pockets, he walks toward the nearest Starbucks, deciding to go the long way. He cuts through an alleyway, suprisingly dark. He looks up and the towering building is huge, windows tinted blue, about forty feet high. Erudite co. Trouble.
Before he takes another step, he hears footsteps and the next thing he sees is gravel then all black.
Zeke
"Hey guys, I think I should go and follow Four." They all nod. Knowing Four and his past and present feelings about Tris, he's probably worried and mad and feels like hell right now. He could get into trouble quickly especially with all that's happened so early in the day. It's better to keep an eye over him. Thankfully, we've been best buddies since high school so I know how he is on days like these. He wouldn't ride and I find I'm correct when I see his car still parked beside ours. He walked. The long way, of course. The nearest coffe shop is just five minutes away and that is never enough time for Four.
I turn to an alleyway and find it dark. Shadowing it is a tall building, blue and windows shining with the sun. I don't pay much attention to the building once I see movement at the far end of the alley. Someone's opening a door. Two men in blue, one guy in black. But the thing that alarms me is that they're carrying him inside. Uncosious. The man in black slumps. But only when I see something black peek out of his collar that I realize it's Four. Four is unconsious. Shit.
"Hey!" I start sprinting and the men in blue work faster. The door is open and then it slams shit so hard then they're inside. Just. Like. That.
Great.
I pound on the door. "Hey!" I shout through it. "That's my friend there! Open this door right now or else I'll break it in half!"
"Break it in half then we'll break you in half." A deep voice behind the door answers. He reminds me of the bouncer that once pinned me down in a bar. But I was drunk then.
I gulp. "I'll call the police."
Silence. Then I hear the door unlocking and it opens. But once it does, all I see is black and I hear a ringing in my ears. And a cry of pain.
Christina
"Where are they? It's been half an hour. Isn't that enough time to get coffee?" Uriah complains. "I am so thirsry and I need caffeine. I've been up all night."
He's right. I don't know either. The tension in my back is horrible. Will rubs my shoulder to soothe me. This is so stressfull, Tris is missing and now Zeke and Four haven't returned. Don't tell me they're missing too. If that's the case, well then I might as well go missing too. I get my phone out and text Zeke.
Where r u?
Help. Between blue building and Baxter hotel. The reply comes two minutes later.
why?
He doesn't reply after that. I stand up.
"Hey guys, Zeke says they're between Baxter and a blue building. I don't know why but he"s telling us to come."
"Let's go then." Uriah stands up.
Everybody follows suit. Shauna asks, "Is he okay? He hasn't answered my calls."
"I don't know," I answer her. "They should be. Or else my head will explode."
She nods with a sigh. She's so worried. Everybody is. "I hope so."
We all exit the station.
"Why would they be there?" Uriah asks. "That isn't the way to coffee. Well, it's the long way, I guess."
I shrug. "What's the blue building?"
"Erudite, probably." Will answers. "I used to work there. Three years back."
We walk in a line towards the said places, taking a right turn by the cake shop. It's a dark alley. I wouldn't come here on my own. Anything could happen here in the dark and no one would notice.
I don't see Zeke. Four, either.
We walk until the middle. Where are they?
"This is the right place, isn't it?" I ask.
Uriah nods. "Yep. This building is blue."
We scatter, looking for any movement. I take out my phone and call him. It rings but no one answers. I call again, staring at the other end of the alley, where the light reaches. I walk towards it. I check right and left. Nobody. Just strangers passing by and busy cars. I step back and turn but freeze when no one is in the alley. I turn around for a minute and then the next, they're gone. My heart beat raising, I step forward but I feel a hand come around my mouth and another one around my body. I scream into the hand and feel something be tied around my eyes then I see nothing. I fight against the strong grip on me, kicking and thrashing but after a little fighting back, something hard smacks my head and I grow limp in the kidnapper's arms.