Emily's senses slowly began to stir as she lay on the cold, wet ground. The first sound that reached her was the deafening roar of the ocean, its waves crashing violently against the rocks, mingling with the howling wind and the relentless rain. The storm raged around her, the air thick with the salty scent of the sea and the metallic tang of impending danger.
She forced her eyes open, blinking against the rain that lashed at her face. The world around her was a blur—dark, shifting shapes under the oppressive grey sky. Pain throbbed through her body, each breath sending a sharp ache through her chest, her head pounding from the crash earlier. She tried to move, but a harsh realization hit her—her hands were bound tightly behind her back, and her feet were tied together, anchored by a heavy rock that kept her immobile.
