Thunderbolds Fanfiction

During the events of Thunderbolts.
Her vision started to get less blurry once she managed to open her eyes halfway, which slowly but surely managed to adjust to the lightning, that highlighted just how pale she was. Her head was feeling heavy and it was spinning, her body tingled, she didn't know where she was or what day it was, just heard groaning from someone and complains from someone else. She quietly looked around, trying not to move her head too much, she could smell body odour, it was daytime, the bright light still hurting her ocean blues eyes a little. Her ankle long brown hair, that she always wore in a high, braided ponytail, was skimming over the ground. She could feel the rope around her torso, her ankles and wrists, which were crossed behind her back. But she knew she wasn't just restrained by that. It wasn't just simple rope, she knew that since she felt the material on her wrist, but she only figured that it must be multiple loops of industrial-grade rope.
She freezes for a second, before her hands try to feel the little space that they can reach in the position she's in, but she cannot feel them. Her browns furrowed a little, as the scenery she looked at with her eyes reached her brain.