I look at the security camera and see a fire. It's a three doors down from Tris. No. Nononononono. I jump up and run out of the room. I get to the apartment and the fires already there. I run to our bedroom and see Tris. Her eyes are filled with fear. There is a wall of fire separating us. I can't let her die. Not again.

I jump through and grab her. We push forward and I wince. The fire bites at my legs. My legs give out and I fall to the ground. "Go Tris!" I call out to her. "I'm not leaving you." She says and grabs my arms. She tries to drag me,but she isn't strong enough. My vision fades. I can't leave her. Not alone. Not alone with our baby. U have to survive.

As much as I fight it,my eyes close and I trapped. Trapped in a mental prison. I can't move or see. I'm gone. I can't be gone. I need to stay alive. She's my world. I can't leave her like I when I thought she was gone. I can't put her there. No. I live her. I need her.