A secret path

You wait in hiding for a few moments, then step out and listen at the hidden door. You hear nothing, but aren't certain whether that's due to the thickness of the door. From your rough comparison of the outside of the building to the room you're in, you estimate that the hidden space can be no more than a few feet wide at the most, and wonder what could draw teen girls to such a spot.

Your curiosity is overwhelming, and without hesitation you push the board above your head, then push at the door. It opens silently, the hinges obviously well oiled to eliminate any noise. There is no sound from within and you step into a narrow room.

You use your cell phone to cast a dim light, and immediately see where the girls have gone. A spiral staircase descends at the far end of the room, and is the only other exit.

Thinking that since you've come this far you might as well continue you listen at the top of the staircase before descending it, using your cell phone to light your way. It goes down about ten feet before ending in a small room with a single heavy wooden door. A dim light flickers in the gap between it and the floor.

You listen at this door, once again hearing nothing. Carefully you turn the knob and pull it open, waiting for any cry of alarm. Hearing nothing you peer into the room, finding it dimly it by fat candles set in wall sconces. The room is unoccupied. A large wooden door sits in the middle of one wall. Benches are built against the walls with heavy wrought iron hooks above them that look intended to hold clothing. Most of the hooks are empty, but from three of them hang white robes of a soft material. The only other clothes you see are neatly folded and sitting beneath each empty hook. Puzzled, you pick one item up and find a pair of black leggings that feel slightly warm to the touch as though they've recently been worn. Beneath them are a pair of panties, a bra and a top. A pair of canvas runners sit on the floor beneath the bench. Counting, you see eight more stacks of clothing.

The three hooks that hold robes suggest that there are three more girls to arrive, and you consider leaving before they arrive. Your curiosity is intense, however and your mind is torn between leaving and exploring further.