You’re roaming the halls of the Dauntless faction in the middle of the night, unable to sleep from nightmares. As you round the corner you get pulled into an empty training room and your mouth gets covered by a big, veiny hand. As you keep quiet a group of Dauntless guards walk by and you realize you’ve been saved. As you turn around to see who it was you see Four looking down at you with his dark eyes. “You shouldn’t be out here at this time.” he says, his voice deep