A supply room... with a surprise

As you bend the torch into the dark room, it slowly illuminates to reveal a small, square room with a lot of shelves... and not much else. You peer into the large, clay vases that litter the floor, and find nothing. Apparently this area has been long abandoned. You finish looking into the rest of the containers with no luck, and start to leave the room. Maybe the other room will provide some luck.

Just as you're about to leave, you think you hear an extremely faint sound coming from the supply room. You freeze in your tracks, and slowly turn back around. You hear it again, hoping you aren't losing your senses. This time, while purposefully listening, you can hear what you think sounds like a scream.

You set the torch down in the outside of the room, trying to prevent the sound of the crackling flames from impeding your hunt for the mystery sound. This leaves the room dark, but helps you hone your hearing. Fortunately, the intermittent screams continue, and you realize they're coming from behind one of the large clay pots. You reach down to the base of the pot, and use all of your strength to gently push it away from the wall. You reach out into the darkness and feel the wall, then follow it downwards. As you suspected, there is a crawlspace behind the vase.

Getting down on your hands and knees in front of the wall, you try to listen for the voice once more. You're hoping you can figure out what may be causing the screaming. The screaming begins again, and although it is clearer, it's still too faint to make out. You lean further into the crawlspace, thinking you're so close to ascertaining a clue to the cause. Leaning even further in, you finally manage to make out some words. A pained female voice shouts out, "...fuck me harder... ungh... so close... harder...!"

The realization that these are screams of pleasure, and not pain or **** catch you off guard! You feel your face begin to flush, as embarrassment races through you. Certainly, in your small home village, you've heard people making love before, through the open windows of the inn on a warm summer night... but who would be engaging in those activities down here? You feel a strange warmth rush through the lower half of your body. The thought of listening in excites and terrifies you.