Disclaimer: Not one character used here is mine.

I could remember how the day started. I was on the school bus, along with all my classmates, on our way to the museum. While this may sound like a cliché, it was a day like any other. On our way there, people talked about their internet friends (whom they didn't know), their favorite sports (which they never played), bashed the books on our reading list (which they never read),... like I said, a day like any other. But all that changed, when suddenly something flew above us. Many of us (myself excluded) shouted "airplane", but even though it flew, it didn't look like any airplane I knew. Its wings were beneath the vessel, and crooked in such a way that flying should technically be impossible. So how could it fly at all? But those thoughts had to be put away, as the flying machine shot something from its nose. It looked like a laser-beam, but instead it was... I had no idea at the time what it was. It somehow stopped in mid-air, and became a huge red circle, shining brightly in front of the bus. I remembered hearing the driver curse as he tried to stop himself from hitting the red circle, but he failed. But instead of hitting anything, the bus seemed to have driven inside something. As everyone started screaming as much as their throats could let them, the bus had seemingly driven itself into some kind of other dimension, which somehow caused the bus to spin around like crazy, causing us to be tossed about everywhere. Last thing I remember from that incident was a sharp pain on head. Next thing I knew, I was some place else.

At first, it was all a blur. Still, I could make out at least two people in the room with me. One looked like a blond woman in a red dress, the other looked like a man in a white suit and helmet. I heard them talking, but I couldn't make out anything. I could still feel pain in my head, so I thought that the bump was still there. My vision was still blurry, but I could tell those two people in the room rushed to me, sounding excited.
"... first to wake up."
"Thi... ould function as a Sto... ooper?"
"That's not my... ake."
I could almost literally catch only half of their conversation. I shut my eyes, tried to shake my head awake, but all it did was hurt it even more.
"Shh..." I heard that woman say.
"Don't... yourself." she said.
I could see her lean very close to me, as my vision was getting better. She seemed friendly, nice and... beautiful. All even more so as she was caressing my forehead with her one finger. I wanted to touch her back... and that's when I realized I couldn't move. I tried pulling my hand up, but something kept it down. I looked down. There was a metal bolt that kept it restrained to... whatever I was restrained to. I felt like I was lying down on something, but I could look at the woman directly, as if I was standing up.
"That was an emotional reaction." the white-suited man said, "Maybe he's better off being a Cy..."
"Quiet." the woman said, "I told you, that's not our decision."
While they were arguing, I looked around me. The room itself was black, with only one door. And besides me, there were several others restrained in the room. All of them were people who were on the bus with me.
"Watch him." the woman said, upon which the white-suited man raised his gun at me.
The woman got behind the thing I was restrained to. What she did exactly, I could merely guess. Whatever she did, it released the bolts on me, and I could move again. But as I tried to step forward, I fell down.
"Easy." the woman helped me up again, "You've been out for hours. Give your body some time to adjust."
"Don't mother him too much!" the man roared.
"If he exerts himself too much, he won't be any use to you or anyone." the woman reasoned with him.
That seemed to shut him up. So the woman helped me stand on my own two feet, and escorted me out of the room.

Outside, things didn't make any more sense than before. Guarding the door was one hulk of a man. His skin was green, his hair was long and white, he wore a mask with just two holes for his eyes, and a black leather suit, and he carried around a green gun. Down the hall, there were more doors, likely leading to more rooms like the one I just left. Yet every guard looked different. One was wearing a metallic suit, and had a red light in its visor, which kept going from left to right. Another looked almost human, except a little more ape-like. The last guard I saw before we left that hallway, wore a gray armor, carried a staff for a weapon, and had this strange symbol tattooed on his forehead.

From this hallway, we entered a larger one. This one was more grayish in color, but seemed otherwise abandoned. Good, I thought to myself. I could use this to escape. I looked at the two escorting me. The woman was wearing high heels, so nobody would question it if she tripped. Hopefully the man would be so kind to help her up. Then again, he hadn't been so kind before, so that was quite a guess on my part. But I had to try something.
I heard a gun cock behind me: "Don't even think about it."
I stopped dead in my tracks and looked at the man, surprised.
"You were just thinking about surprising us." he said, "That won't work. You seem to be a very good strategist, and I'd hate to blast your head off."
He could hear what I was thinking. So escaping their clutches wouldn't be as easy as I thought.
"Why would you want to escape anyway?" the woman started, "You are months away from graduating school. Am I right? And aren't you afraid of what lies in wait for you?"
I had no answer at the ready. Maybe that was because I wasn't sure where she was going with this. Was she trying to say that she was offering me something better? The fact that she had to kidnap me in the first place made me think otherwise.
"Just move where we te..." she stopped talking, just when she looked straight in front of her, as did the man. Both looked in the same direction, but when I looked, I didn't see anything.
"You hold him, while I check it out." the man said to the woman, and as he started to run, the woman had wrapped an arm around my neck, and held me in such a tight grip I feared she was about to choke me. I tried using both of my hands to pull her arm away, but for someone of her size, she was very strong.
"Looks like I have to take you there the hard way." I could hear her smile as she spoke.