Shattered

What in the hell !?!! Were am I ? Why am I here ? I didn't know the answer to these questions or even who I was but I knew something was very wrong and I needed to get out of here and that scared the hell out  of me. The last thing I remember is going to bed in a big beautiful house feeling safe and loved and now I am alone in a wet dark stone room with a locked door and bars on the windows. I looked around from were I was setting on the edge of a old metal bed hoping for answers. There was about twenty beds like mine, a old fireplace that looked like it hadn't been used in hundreds of years, a dusty mirror and a table filled with bottles of ever shape and size  with colourful liquids inside and a needle  attached to some kinda weird device that had a hose running from the back side that went into one of the bottles. I walked over to the mirror and peered at my image I was a girl of about 14 with long  dark wavy red hair that was so dark that it was almost black but not quite and emerald green eyes with golden yellow sparks in them. I was wearing some sort of military uniform over my slender frame and had fresh tatooes running down my arms from elbow to wrist still red and bloody in some areas. I lifted and bent my arms so I could read what they said, ffk3653279xsw. Before I had time to wonder what that meant a man walked in and said, Hello 3653279xsw, you may call me Sargent Grenderson. How much do you remember ? I don't... I said just as the door burst open so hard it knocked Sargent Grenderson down and in walk a old woman in a long cloak with four dogs. The largest dog walked over to the man calling himself Sargent Grenderson, growling menacingly at him and pinning him to the floor. I was sure the dog was getting ready to eat him which should of bothered me but for some reason it didn't all I felt watching Sargent Grenderson's impending demise was hungry. Hurry girl your in grave danger the old woman said pulling on my arm. I dug my feet in and grabbed onto anything I could too keep myself from being dragged away. Finally the woman stopped tugging on my arm and turned to look at me. What's wrong child didn't you hear me ? We have to hurry your not safe here.  She said with consern in her eyes. I don't know who you are or why I should trust you when your trying to kidnap me. I said stubbornly. I know you don't know who I am or even who you are or why you are here, but I promise I'll explain everything to you if you'll hurry away from here. Your life really does depends on you leaving as quickly as possible. She imploored