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Grabbing my hand towel and water bottle I stood up and began walking back towards the changing rooms. This was only my second time at this gym. I had recently moved just over 200 miles for college and had decided that this was the best time to get in shape. It wasn’t that I was overweight or anything, I stood at 5 foot 4 inches and weighed around 100lbs. I had always been a small, petite girl, but after climbing the four flights of stairs to get to my dorm room and arriving at the top practically breathless I knew this was a sign that I needed to do some working out. Luckily for me, my boyfriend of the last 18 months, Jason, had been accepted into the same college as me and we were both rooming together. He missed out on college the first time of asking and after resitting a few exams finally got accepted at the age of 21. This was another blessing as I was only 18 years old so sometimes found it a chore to buy alcohol, and I wasn’t exactly the type of girl to flash my boobs at barmen or bouncers. I shot Jason a quick message to say I was ready to be picked up and strolled out of the weights room. This gym was huge. I didn’t even know how many floors it had, but as I walked past the various spa rooms, cardio rooms and court rooms, it suddenly dawned on me that I was lost. I had found my way around during my first visit as indian I had been accompanied by a personal trainer, but now that he wasn’t here it was almost like I was wandering through a maze. The further I walked the more desolate my surroundings became. I could no longer hear the clanging of weights or the motivational music during a spin class. In fact, all I could hear was my footsteps. Even the décor seemed more desolate with its chipped paint, exposed pipes, missing tiles and cobwebs. Feeling I had accidently wandered into a part of the gym which was no longer in use, I began to walk back when I suddenly heard what sounded like a bunch of people cheering. “Huh?” I said quietly, glancing back down the hallway. I started to walk again towards the source of the noise when I found a set of double doors against the wall. Hesitating for a moment, I leant forward and gently pushed them open. I was greeted with a small set of stairs which turned sharply to the right. I bit my lip and peered back down the hallway before tip-toeing down the stairs and allowing the doors to close behind me. I followed them down as the sounds of jeers became louder. I could also hear grunts and yelps and the sounds of a scuffle as if somebody was being asian thrown around on a rubber mat. As it turned out, this assumption was correct. My eyes bulged as I was greeted with a surprisingly large room. 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