Into The Pits

The metal on metal sound of an iron gate crashing closed brought you back to life. You stare at the ceiling. people gasping around you. You sit up. You're in a small concrete hallway, a door at one end and daylight at the other. Outside figures could be seen walking past casting there shadows on the door. Three women staring in amazement at you, you're both silent a couple seconds before one of the girls whispers.

"A boy..."

"Of course, it's a boy you idiot"

"Oh shit, what are we going to do with him?"

You rub your head and gaze up in confusion, where were you? Two of the girls grab you by the arms and lift you to your feet, the third peering out the doorway.

"How are you feeling, are you okay?" The one girl asks.

"Holy shit he's hung like a horse." The other exclaimed.