Memories

She cried to the fading figure. The giant doors slowly closing with a click. A strange whirring, a white room, what is happening? She couldn't see Over the bodies of the elderly. Again she cried, to be released, What had she done wrong? The buzzing louder, sighs of happiness. She covered her ears, not wanting to take part. The noise growing ever louder, Like a stormy sea. It crashed upon her.