You awaken with a startDisorientedConfusedIt is darkand hard to seeMoans and cries of pleasurecome from the darkMany different voicescry outFrom everywhereAre those cries of pleasureor cries of anguish?As you begin to orient yourselfyou feel unsteadyAs if you could toppleat any secondYour legs reachto find footingStabilityThere's nothingYour arms reach into the darkNothingWhat is this place?Soon you noticeA discomfort bet...