No matter how many times I ask why we are under arrest, no one says anything or even looks in my direction. Sigh. I’m sick of this trope. Do you know why it exists? To create false tension out of nothing. That’s it. That’s literally the only point to it. The guards keeping mum doesn’t…

The next morning Tris goes to clean up in the warehouse bathroom, where she has to birdbath it in a sink alongside several others. Because apparently in this world where they don’t have plates, they do have working indoor plumbing??? Was the idea just that they were sharing cans because they didn’t know/didn’t care about…

ONE OF THE factionless started a fire so we could heat up our food. Those who want to eat sit in a circle around the large metal bowl that contains the fire, first heating the cans, then passing out spoons and forks, then passing cans around so everyone can have a bite of everything. I…

The group decides to follow the train tracks into the city because no one knows how to navigate. Because apparently not only is there a huge amount of empty space between Chicago and the fence (which…somehow magically had all the suburbs removed at some point?) but you also cannot look around and see the giant-ass…

The serum wears off hours later, after which point Tris is suitably furious at being jacked up on happy juice without so much as a by-your-leave. Tobias comes in and decides to hide the flash drive in the exact same place as before, because apparently Peter won’t think to look there again. Um…why not? I…