The closest guy glared at my chest, suddenly snagging my nameplate before giving it a very quick, sharp regard. "He'll do, I guess," he mutters and his eyes darted to the bloody man on the ground. "We don't have much time." 

My legs were practically shaking now and I can't even move a muscle. "W-What are you..."

"Take him," another unknown person spoke, his voice more authoritative. "And take that doctor, too." 

"B-But I'm not--" I cannot even breathe properly from the fear. I wanted to scream. But then one guy pressed a cloth over my nose. 

And then I was out.