gpt
Tris:  "Tris, where does that lead?"
human
Tris:  "To… the space the school surrounds." The octagonal classrooms had no windows facing inward, and the spot in the center should have been empty. That was why the investigation team had only given it a cursory inspection. What could the man be doing there?
gpt
Tris, Rudd, Sennet, and Juliya:  The four crept along the wall so as not to be detected. Once the groundskeeper reached the unmonitored central area, he dumped the bag’s contents. Black terra-cotta soil came spilling out as he began spreading it around using something that looked like a fireplace poker.
human
Rudd:  Relief washed over Rudd when he saw it wasn’t a child’s body
gpt
Tris:  all the blood drained from Tris’s face.