Wake up - a story, or something like that

It happens quite often that I get ideas for stories (I think I mentioned this before) but the time I actually wrote a bit down aswell, anywho, here goes:
"Aly..? What is it..?"
Johnathan squeezed her hand, but she didn't respond. She'd seen him again, the man in the white coat. He looked so out of place, he didn't belong here. But that wasn't what confused her the most, it was the fact that he seemed as if he was looking at her.
She heard Johnathan's voice again, but she didn't want to stop looking at the man in the white coat. What was he doing here? She knew she'd seen that face before, but where? She felt Johnathan squeezing her hand again, she turned her head and mumbled:
"Nothing..."
She could see he didn't believe her, he was probably right to doubt her, she was worried, she was sure something was up, something seemed out of balance.
It started about three months ago, that was when she first saw him, the man in the white coat, with his somehow familiar face. He'd just walked past her, but his odd look stood out to her, he dressed like a scientist or a doctor, in the white coat, in his eyes she saw both seriousness and sadness. She'd seen him a couple of times since then, he was always looking at her, but he's disappear if she tried to get to him, he never interacted with his surroundings, he was just there, completely out of place.
But things got weirder every day, Aly was walking home after school when she heard the voice for the first time.
"Wake up"
That was all it said, she'd looked all around her, but there was no-one, she seemed to be all alone, she'd ignored it, it was probably just her imagination, maybe she was going mad.
"Wake up"
She was already awake, why did she need to wake up?
She opened her eyes, but her eyes were already open. She was staring into nothing but whiteness.
"She's awake"
"Finally"
"We have to get her out of here"
"What about the others?"
"They're not our problem..."
Aly turned her head, to see to men, both in white coats, then she realised, one of them was the man in the white coat, how could he be here? What exactly was going on? A lot of questions popped up in her head, but the only one that came out of her mouth was:
"Wh-where?"
The men looked at her, as if surprised that she could talk.

It all seemed like the weirdest dream she'd ever had, but it all felt so real.

I hope that was somewhat understandable, I might write more sometime, who knows?