After some time I saw a big building coming into sight. My headache subsided into something bearable. The food and water had done it I think. I held the iron bars and pushed my head as far between them as possible, to get a better look at the impressive building. The Arena, I thought by myself. It was much bigger and scarier as I had imagined from the stories I had heard about it. It was made from black stones. Tall and imposing. We came to a stop in front of it and an older lady came out to greet us. She rushed to open my cage. The thing she said as welcome scared me more than anything. “Welcome to hell.” ___________________________________ Nahla lives her life peacefully. One day her boyfriend decides he wants to fight in the war on the other side of the sea. He wants to leave directly, but before he goes he breaks her heart. When she goes to her family for help they don’t even let her talk and refuse to help her in whatever way. Now is not the time, they said. She has nowhere to go and wanders around on the street. She gets pushed by a brother when some boys try to rape her and blacks out. When she wakes up she doesn’t know where she is. When she figures it out, she realizes she needs help to find her way out.