The Structural Silence *COMPLETE* (Book 1 of The Transition of Pinn)

My neck was stiff. I rolled over, shifting the pillow in an attempt to get comfortable. Ugh, why do they even make pillows so thin? I suddenly paused; I always had two fluffy pillows on my bed. My eyes shot open. Before me was a sliver-grey wall. I rolled on my back and saw the gray ceiling. Dread filled me.
I rolled to my other side and saw that I was in a small sterile grey room. The thin mattress on which I lay was on a bed in the corner. The thin white sheet that had covered me slid off as I abruptly sat up.
What the..? I glanced around, trembling slightly, my heart beating fast. Fisting my shirt over my heart, I remembered what little I knew about how I got to my current predicament. I licked my lips and looked down to see that I was wearing a long-sleeved plain white top with matching white pants. A small blue bracelet was wrapped around my wrist. On it, the number 352 and a small keyhole. I tried tugging on the bracelet but it wouldn't budge. I frowned. I had been wearing a red dress. I didn't remember how the date ended. Bastard...