What is happening to me?

another one

As I woke up around midday, I took some time to get ready. After some time I sat down and a knock on the door chimeed. Convinced that it is Hangyul, I opened the door and looked into unfamiliar eyes.
"May I help you, sir?"
"Yes, indeed."
He responded while he raised his arm upwards, which had been behind his back. Again, the feeling of cold metal against my temples bringing back the feeling of inferiority.
"You are not a cop." I stated. "Then who are you?"
"Someone who knows you better than you think. But enough with the talking, follow me."
Without contradiction, I locked the door and followed him. His gun was hidden under his expensive-looking suit jacket as we went through the lobby. We walked the way back I had walked yesterday, what made me think where he wanted to go.

There we stood, the same place as the day before.
"You go in first. I am right behind you, so don't try to run away." His voice sounded. Following his words, I walked in, along the way I remembered.
"Am I supposed to go to the great hall?"
"Oh you can think by yourself. Yes, you are supposed to go there."
Ignoring his ironic-sounding answer, I continued my way. Arriving at the still kind of odd-looking corridor and stopping as I was now able to look into the same faces as the day before.
"How peculiarly, looking into faces that saw the real me."
"I know, right? And they'll see more than only what you did."
His gun getting placed against my head.

~to be continued