Dead men dont tell tales

Prolouge

A place foreighn to me.
A large empty room .
Thick steel plates shackeling me to the wall .
One on my neck , two on each arm , a single large plate around my torso , across my thighs and ouround each of my bloody blistered feet . As they chafed across my cold sore body i scaned the bland white box encasing me , in hope of finding a way out .
The room was desolate except for a large one way window spread across the huge dull wall opposit me , i may not have been able to see what was on the other side of the winfow but i could feel the cold heartless stares from above.
This would be the time where i would say that i have no idea what i have done to get myself into this kind of situation ; however i know excactly what i have done and any punishment other than death would be an offence to justice .
After a breif glimps of my own bare frozen body , thats when i see them , runes , millions upon millions if sealing runes wraped around my body like snakes suffacating its pray .My mind whent blank. I managed to breath out in a hoarse yet sharp voice " so thats how they got me ...."

Author's Note

Please go easy on me this is the first tine ive ever done any thing like this ( im horrific at spelling and grammer) .
Any way i hope you enjoyed it and i look forwards to writing the real story
!xxif possible please leave a reveiw and tell me your opinions and what i can do better