Iron chains rattled on your wrists and ankles. Not tight enough to be painful, but impossible to escape from. Particularly with your limbs spread apart the way they were. The thick chains were connected to spikes driven deep into the stone. The chains on your wrists stretched diagonally above your head, and your ankles likewise were held apart from chains diagonally below. You had just enough length to very nearly touch your hands or knees together - but not quite.
They had chained you face down, the only possible movement being shifting from being bent over on your knees to laying on your stomach. The high mountaintop plateau was rocky, but this area with covered in well trampled dirt so it was soft enough to be at least moderately comfortable.
As comfortable as you could be, laying nu
