Samira felt nothing but the dull pain throbbing in her head. It was as if an anvil had fallen on her, crushing her thoughts. She opened her eyes slowly, blinking against the bright light shining through her eyelids. Everything was spinning. The first thing she noticed was the sound of waves crashing against something solid, the rhythmic echo of water against stone.
She tried to move, but her body didn't respond immediately. Only when a stronger wave pushed her against something solid did she feel the impact, and a crack of pain shot through her skull. The shock brought her back to full consciousness.
"Ahhh..." she moaned, bringing her hand to her forehead. Her skin felt damp, warm. Blood.
She felt around, finding the rough surface of a rock beneath her fingers. Only then did she realize: she was leaning against a block of stone, half of her body in the water and the other half dragged out by the waves.
