Witness Protection Program

The black room began to close in. Sweat dripping from my body, where am I? The door flings open and a bright light is shining on me, Lord? I am greeted by a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "You are safe now." She whispers. I smile and am carried out into the light, and I am greeted by many different people, one being my kidnapper. "You little bitch." he screams. "You just couldn't keep your mouth shut, could you?" The cop shoves him into the car and takes off to the station. "Where am I?" I ask a lady who is tending to my wound. "You are in Upstate New York." she smiles. "How did I get here?" "You were kidnaped." "I was?" I ask, confused. "Honey, do you remember anything that happened to you?" she asks and I shake my head. "No, sorry." She sighs and finishes with my arm. As soon as I stand up, someone takes me to the side ad hands my papers. "From now on, you are not Alyssa Goodwill, you are Katlin Goodman." she says. "Welcome to the Witness Protection Program."