Board Thread:Short Stories/@comment-26108027-20151112023221

Robin startles awake in a clean white room. She gets out of the chair and slowly looks around. Her eyes focus on something in the opposite corner of the room. She slowly approaches it. She gasps quietly.

"P-Pidge...?"

She looks at the person next to her sister.

"Sparrow..."

Her sisters. The ones she holds most dear. Bleeding from gaping wounds in their stomachs. Robin falls to her knees and stares at the two. Their faces are frozen in confusion and fear. Robin feels something warm and sticky on her hands. She slowly looks down.

She starts screaming.

Robin watches the thick crimson liquid drip off of her hands. She looks at her sisters again. They are staring at her. Robin backs away to the opposite corner of the room. With every blink, her sisters get closer, their gaping mouths stretched far too wide for their faces. Robin trembles as they get close enough that she can see a red light in their eyes. She blinks. Pidgeon is holding Robin's left arm, Sparrow holding Robin's right.

"You could have saved us!"

"Murderer!"

"Traitor!"

Robin screams again. She struggles against their steel grips. She looks at their thousands of needle-sharp teeth.

She blinks.

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Robin wakes up, screaming. After Four calms her down, he frowns. "How did you do that?" He asks.

"W-What?" Robin sobs.

"Get out of the chair."

"What do you mean?"

"There were steel handcuffs holding you there."

"I..."

Robin's eyes widen. She shivers and walks towards the door, reaching for the handle.

"You're Divergent."

Robin freezes. She slowly pulls the door open.

"Keep it hidden, or else you'll get in a lot of trouble!"

Robin pulls the door open.

She blinks. 