Imagine this: it’s the distant future, and society has been divided into five separate factions, each of which represents one of humanity’s best traits. You’re born into either Abnegation, Amity, Candor, Dauntless, or Erudite, and from that point on, you’re the embodiment of that one characteristic – until your sixteenth birthday, when you take an apparently government-mandated aptitude test that identifies which faction you fit into the best. Now imagine that the test fails, and you could fit into any number of factions. And that this particular quality – known as divergence – makes you a danger in the eyes of the powers that be. That’s the basic gist of…