Shackled and led back

You lay there frozen with fear, sure that any sort of action you take to get up might be seen as an attempt to escape. They already have you trapped, so you don't want to do anything that might incur their wrath. They simply stay over you for a time, not breaking their stances or showing any sign of weakness that you could hope to exploit.

You all stay frozen like that until the guards' circle is broken by yet another guard stepping up to you. This burly half-orc has a set of metal shackles in his hands. He also does not say a word to you, but the grin on his face betrays what he intends to do with them. He crouches down and first secures your ankles together then your wrists before locking the largest one around your neck. Once you're restrained in this way, most of the guards disperse, returning to their previous duties now that they are sure you can't go anywhere.

You are simply frozen in shock and fear as he grabs the chain connecting your shackles and pulls you to your feet in one swift motion. With the heavy weight on your wrists and neck, you away back and forth several times trying to rebalance. Though the chains are not tight, you cannot move your hands up past your mid-torso and the fastest you can walk is a slow shuffle.

The half-orc gives your chain a brief tug before letting go and turning around. Understanding what he expects from you, your chains rattle with each shameful step as you fall in behind him. Still without a word he begins slowly leading you back, away from the exit that you were oh so close to reaching.