when she did wake it was gradually, even reluctantly.  she wasn't a morning person, and thus usually it was with a protest that she even got up.  Some groggy half remembered thing stirred her however, as she shifted in the bed.  she rolled over with a yawn and a sigh, blinking as she felt..  odd.  No, she felt something more than simply "odd".<br/><br/>Quickly she sat up, realizing several things at once.  The nudity was first, as it was unusual for her, the binding at neck and ankle next only because they weren't so tight as to be painful -yet-.  the third was the location change, which was a bit more difficult to figure out given the presence of her bed.<br/><br/>"the fuck.." she muttered, rubbing her head and then reaching up to her neck.  her fingers found the collar that held the chain at her neck, exploring it quickly, a gasp parting her lips.  she then found the chain, and started to chase it with her fingertips as panic sat in.  She was instantly flooded with adrenaline, her slender form marked with fear as she found herself in some twisted nightmare version of her own room.  Of course it -wasn't- her room, and she'd discover that in time, but initially she was exploring the chain, finding the second one attached to her ankle and following it as well.