PROMPT:‘… but where did it go?’ she shouted…

There everyone was all in columns and rows. There were hundreds of us silent and scared.

They called my name, I entered the death room as most people call it. 

I was shaking scared and saw a shining white chair and a tall woman standing next to it with a huge sharp needle ready to pierce my skin. 

‘This needle will go in your arm and out, if it doesn’t you’re stuffed.’ 

I gulped in terror.

She counted down. If it went, nothing came out. 

‘It, it’s not there,’ I stuttered while whimpering. 

‘But where did it go?’ she shouted.