First chapters a freebe to wet your appetites but please review!

i know it seems really disjointed but it's supposed to be confusing,

this is the only chap like this i promise, the rest make a lot more sense

Vermillion

She could hear it, screaming, but who's screaming? She concentrated on the sound, it was so familiar. An image began to form in her mind, the mansion, the vestibule two, no, three people surrounded by men in white HAZMAT suits. One of them, a boy, was being strapped to a gurney. The other two girls were fighting off the hazmat-wearers and trying to get to the boy. One had dirty blond hair and blue-green eyes; she struggled with her assailants, easily taking each down only to find another to replace him. The other looked slightly younger; her brown hair was only a few shades darker than the boys and green eyes that were wide in terror and sorrow. It was her that was screaming, she was screaming at the boy, trying to get his attention. She fought off her attackers as best she could; fewer seemed to replace the fallen in her battle then the blond women's, making it easier for her to get closer. Who is she? She thought, these people seemed so familiar; she felt she should know them.

And in a flash she did, she knew who they were and where this was and that it had already happened. The girl's screams suddenly made sense "MATT!" Matt, the boys name… her BROTHER'S name. The girl, Angela, that was her name, MY name, finally fought her way to the gurney's side, body-checking one of the hazmat-wearers, umbrella goons, guarding it. The blond girl, her name was Alice; she was already on her knees, a syringe to the neck taking her down for the count. Angela grabbed desperately at Matt's hand. "Matt! I'm gonna help," She caught sight of his injured arm; the flesh seemed to crawl as if it were alive. "I won't let them get you, it's…" Through clenched teeth he cut her off "Behind you!" but it was already too late. One of the umbrella goons shoved a syringe between her shoulder blades, injecting her with some very strong sedatives. Her legs became jelly as she fell forward onto the gurney, blackness threatened at the edge of her vision. She grasped his hand, weakly calling out one last time before the blackness swallowed her whole.

"PT6's reprogramming is proceeding as planned"

"Personality alterations are operational"

"Sir? Her original memory has been restored"

"No matter, she'll still do as we say"

what's going on?

who are these people and what the heck are they talking about?

Who's Angela?

Iguess you'll just have to wait and find out, the faster you hit the little button in the corner the faster you'll know