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- People hoist Al up out of the roaring river
- Tris finds Four and they go into his fear landscape
- Tris gets jumped by Peter, Drew, and Al
- "Two men stand next to the ledge, hoisting something up with ropes. They both grunt from the effort , heaving their weight back so the ropes slide over the railing, and then reaching forward to grab again. A huge, dark shape appears above the ledge, and a few Dauntless rush forward." "My lungs burn; my next breath rattles on the way in. Al" (Roth 302).
- Tris gets attacked by a flock of crows during her simulation.
- "Something solid hits my spine. I slam into Four, my head hitting his collarbone. Walls appear on my left and my right. The space is so narrow that Four has to pull his arms into his chest to fit. A ceiling slams onto the walls around us with a crack, and Four hunches over, groaning" (Roth 323).
- Tris sees Peter and the other initiates in her fear landscape who tied her very high. A fire was raging beneath her
- "She is the one who wants me dead. I tilt my head forward, straining to see them before they turn the corner. Then someone grabs me from behind. I start to scream, but a hand claps over my mouth. It smells like soap and it's big enough to cover the lower half of my face. I thrash, but the arms holding me are too strong, and I bite down on one of the fingers" (Roth 277).
- "Something lands on my shoulder. I feel its weight and the prick of talons and fling my arm forward to shake it off, my hand batting at it. I feel something smooth and fragile. A feather. A black bird the size of my forearm turns its head and focuses one beady eye on me. I look up. A flock of crows storms toward me, an advancing army of outstretched talons and open beaks" (Roth 233).
- "As the crackling grows louder, Peter lowers his torch to the wood, and flames leap up near the ground. They flicker at the edges of each log and then creep over the bark. I don't struggle against the ropes, as I did the first time I faced this fear. Instead I close my eyes and gulp as much air as I can. This is a simulation. It can't hurt me. The heat from the flames rises around me. I shake my head" (Roth 388).
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