As your eyes adjust, the blurry surroundings meld from white into shades of white and grey. The blurry grey forms the shape of the floor and walls around you. You find yourself lying on the floor, attached to a manacle. The manacle is on your wrist. A chain-link restrains the manacle to the floor. Rust chips away at the metal around your wrist revealing a gap.
You pull at the manacle restraining your arm, and the rusted metal bends open the gap. The manacle falls to the floor with a thud. The noise echoes through the air and around the corridors surrounding you. A jolt of pain greets you as you stand up and grasp your throbbing head.