A girl limped up to me, asking for help. I was checking my ammunition when she approached. I didn't respond at first, I was trying to process and come up with a plan. I looked her over, she needed some medical attention and was clearly not working with the Erudite. I inclined my head towards the house we had been taking cover behind, "It would be best if we got off the streets." I readied my gun and began to clear the house. To my great relief the house was empty and for now was safe.

The house was decorated sparsely in true Abnegation fashion. I sat the girl down on the couch while looking for any medicinal supplies I could find in the house. I returned to the living room, and sat on the edge of the abnegation coffee table so I could easily work on the girls wounds. I handed her a strip of cloth to bite down on as I pulled my knife out. "This is going to hurt I warned," and with no further explanation I used the blade to pull the bullets out of her wounds. "I'm Tahra," I offered as I tried to clean and dress her wounds. "We need to find others who are true Dauntless. I think that tracker we were injected with last night was really a simulation. The Erudite and the Abnegation have been fighting over control of the city government for ages now. Neither the Erudite nor the Abnegation are fighters so Erudite found a way to make the Dauntless fight for them. Let's make them pay for it. We need to get to Candor headquarters, hopefully they will side with us and not the Erudite."

I handed her my knife, "I can do it if you can't but I would rather not." I didn't fancy digging the bullet out of my own shoulder but I knew it needed to come out.