Chosen

Chapter 1

I'm walking down the hall. The hall that leads me to my misery, and possibly my death. Everything is completely white, the walls, ceilings and there are no windows. They gave me a fully white jumpsuit, and told me that someone would escort me out.
I don't know why I'm here. I don't understand why I'm here. And worst of all, i don't remember anything.We finally reach the door. The man that escorts me to this room slowly opens the door..
"We're ready." Says a lady dressed in white as well.
The man grabs my arm and drags me to a chair. I struggle to pull away but stop, in defeat. Another man appears and attaches some sort of helmet to my head. The lady in white turns to a computer and taps a button.
My eyes slowly close.
When I open my eyes, it seems like a flashback, my life flashing before my eyes. I'm not in the perspective of my person, but as an other.
From what I see, it's from the beginning of the day. I'm at school. I'm walking down the hall with my friend. My brown hair is tied up in a pony tail. We just left .P.E. ,I can see she's talking to me. And I'm trying to talk back, but she can't hear me, and I can't hear her. I'm not even in my body, I'm just some sort of spectator I realize. I'm laughing,I think...At what I don't remember but then I can hear now. Almost like everything immediately turned off a mute button. An ear piercing alarm. The fire alarm goes off. I'm looking everywhere now and so is my friend, Elis. She grabs my arm and pulls me to the exit. I can hear what she says.
"Let's get out of the school before everyone starts coming out of the classrooms." She yells over the alarm. We are halfway to the exit, when students start flowing into the halls. She lets go of my arm, losing her in the crowd. I watch myself panic. Not being able to move, trying to push pass the people.
I turn my head, when a hand clamps over my mouth and drags me to a room. I try to look at the person, to see who it is. But they have a mask on and gloves. The mask would surely scare a child. A Halloween mask. Indescribable horrifying, a person, who looks morphed or decayed, a corpse. But knowing what the mask looks like wouldn't help any in this situation. They raise a dark object hard like a rock almost. My eyes widen, my screams completely muffled; no one could here me in here. They bring down the object towards my head. I watch as I fall to the ground. Watching myself get attacked. Nothing I can do, feeling helpless.