"...!!!"
Samantha's eyes snapped wide open, displaying her urgency, and a desperate gasp followed as she involuntarily sat up on the big bed. She coughed uncontrollably, feeling a lump settle uncomfortably in her throat, and as she tried to regain her regular breathing, it felt as if she had been holding her breath all through her unconscious state.
Her eyes diverted to the cup of water that was set on the table beside her bed, whilst she hurriedly reached for the cup of water, her thirst increasing merely from the sight of it. When she extended her hand forward, the clanking sounds of chains followed, and that made her stop, whilst she glanced at her right hand to see that her wrist had been chained to the bed stand.
Samantha's racing heart was yet to calm, she was still immensely petrified– her ears rang, her head hurt, and the sight of her chained hands ignited it. She wriggled her wrist in an attempt to free it from the chains, but they wouldn't budge.
