That river in Egypt

Damocles head was aching bad as he started to wake. As his mind faded into consciousness, he felt his arms were trapped and there was some sort of weight sitting on his back. He had no idea what was happening, but oh his head was killing him. He tried to open his eyes but blinded by light he could only squint. The restriction made him feel claustrophobic, he struggled trying to get his arms free. His frantic movements caused the weight to fall from his back. His ears were attacked by the loud noises of cutlery crashing to the ground. He managed to unroll himself from the blanket but his arms where still cuffed behind his back. He bent his legs and brought his arms underneath and to his front. He was free! Kind of...

His hands were still cuffed together, and so were his feet, but at least he could move now. His head was still hurting, but this was progress. As he became more aware of things, a noticed a strange feeling somewhere on his body. He reached towards the area to feel what was happening.