QuinIsDead7
My hands pounded against the glass, my movement becoming more frantic by the second.
My vision grew fuzzy, I suddenly became dizzy. Ringing filled my ears, making it so I could no longer hear Az's desperate cries. Stumbling backwards, I collided with the ground. Finally giving into the desire to shut my eyes.
I glanced at my surroundings. I felt as if I had woken up, but I subconsciously knew I had not.
People of all sizes stumbled around in oversized, white coats, most wearing something over their eyes.
They seemed nervous, some biting their nails, others pacing the pristine white floor.
I get a glimpse of words on one of their coats, "The Agency," in fancy letters.
A cold, deep voice rang out, "Phase one has begun!"