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With my splinted hand, Sassy and Shevaun have relegated me to front desk duty for the next three weeks. It's standard policy for an injured employee, gleaned from their own experience that and employee must rest and heal to return to full effectiveness. It doesn't make this easy, sitting still and processing payments and new memberships. I'd rather strap my left arm securely to my chest and run, even if it puts me at risk.

Without running,  I just feel adrift, useless. I'm just left alone with my thoughts.

I can't outrun them.

Sighing, I almost forget to plaster on a smile when I hear the door chime. "Welcome to Off the Wall."
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In the gym, I know who I am. I know how to run a vault, how high I can jump from a standstill. I know how to keep my feet sure and steady as I scale up bars and mats that will, soon enough, be the city's terrain. Here, I can be Tris from Dauntless again. I am brave and powerful and I have a purpose. I can be strong again instead of weak and lost.

I'd hate to see my fear landscape now, how it's changed since I came here. Since I grew up into a killer. Maybe it's why I fight so hard to learn the shape of the urban landscape because that, at least, can always be conquered.

I'm so caught up in the movement that I almost don't hear the door open so I can go to the desk.

"Welcome to Off the Wall, how can I help you?"

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