MEMORY LOSS

Emma woke up with a throbbing headache. What the hell happened had happened? She thought, trying to stand up from where she laid, but to no avail. It was like she was stuck to the bed, her hands and legs were too weak to remove. She tried to recall what had happened, anything to give her a clue why she felt like death, but nothing came to her mind; execpt the pain that struck her head as she tried to remember.

"Aah.." She whispered softly, trying to curtail the pain. 

She strained her neck afterwards, to take a look around her environment and the bed. They weren't hers. Where the hell was she? She thought, trying again to sit up, but again weakness assailled her from all points.

What the hell? She whispered, not being able to shout or talk properly. Her throat was very dry. She was thirsty.