I opened my eyes.
Darkness.
It smelled of damp and mould. I felt rough stone under my skin.
I sat up, shivering slightly in the cold.
A faint, faint light could be seen - too faint for me to readily determine its source. In every direction - darkness. Below me, stone and slippery water.
I felt with my fingers over my arms, legs, and body... I was thin, more so than I should be. There were rough patches where my skin had been bruised. I was...
I started to tremble.
