The arena was a large cavern, lit by torches and candles, with many tunnels which lead into it. Many boys, and a few girls, lined the walls, some sitting in crevices and some in the higher tunnels, their legs dangling down. They chattered and shouted, calling to friends and rivals alike. The noise was like that of a large crowd, but in this place it echoed.
The largest hole was taken up by 5 figures, 2 standing either side of the one sitting. They were different ages, ranging from 6 to 14, one female with hair in scruffy pigtails and a pretty smile, the other boys, one with a bald head, one stick thin and lanky and the last red hairs and missing his from teeth. Their clothes ranged from clothes from the "old world" to skins of animals.
The one sat was wearing full face paint of a skull, making it look like he might be smiling.
Those on the platform didn't move, didn't say a sound, though as soon as the seated boy raised a hand, the noise died away and the silence was that of apprehension and excitement.
"Welcome my lost boys," said the painted faced figure, gazing around at the masses who were there. "We have new recruits to our ranks."
There was no sound, not a murmur, all eyes fixed upon the figure.
"Bring them in," he said, his voice clear but not a shout, though it carried perfectly in the room.
Several lost boys and girls moved to the side as a large boy walked through a tunnel, leading several boys and girls in the range of 5 to 12 into the cavern. Some looked nervous, others confident, as they were led before the masses. At the back of them was another boy. Clearly the first and last were some kind of honor guard. They were lined up so that they faced the seated boy.
They had been well treated, fed and shown the island from the air, but now they were being shepherded into the room.
The seated boy stood and raised his hands.
"Welcome, my boys," he said, which was a common welcome by him. He didn't distinguish between boys and girls as such. They were all boys, but it was like saying "guys" when he said it. "I am Pan."
He was almost a head taller than most of the others who were stood beside him. But instead of making him look small, it made him look powerful. All these children were listening to him, every word.
He guestured to the boys and girls below.
"You wish to join our merry band?" he said with clear happiness in his voice. "Well, you will have to prove yourselves worthy of this great honor."
There was a cheer from all those around him.
"Bring in the wheel!" he called, gesturing to another tunnel.
Those that blocked it stepped aside to expose another tunnel, through which a large construction was pushed by 8 children. It was clear, once it was in the light of the cavern, that it was a wheel as Pan had said, but the first thing many would notice was the pirate attached to it.
He was skewered into place with a knife through the hand of an outstretched hand, the other by his side, but pinned the same. He was tied to the wheel and gagged, his eyes wide and staring at all the figures around the room.
Once past the shock, or maybe interest, it was clear there was some strange writing around the edges. Not English, but strange squiggles it was impossible to read. They must have meant something because Pan shouted to spin the wheel.
Round and round the pirate went, his hand passing over the categories.
When it slowed, everyone seemed to lean forward, waiting with bated breath, but when it became still all heads turned to Pan.
"The challenge has been set," he announced as everyone waited. "To join the Lost Boys, your first test will be......"
Everyone in the cavern was silent.
"To retrieve a tooth!" he shouted.
The noise in the cavern was explosive. There were shouts and howls. The challenge was announced.
The candidates, when led from the cavern, were explained about the task. Their job was to go out onto the island with small packs provided by the Lost Boys and find a tooth for Pan. They would have a canister of water and a knife and would be expected to complete the task with no assistance. There would be creatures that would be watching them. Once they found one, they would be led back.
"Any questions?" asked the large boys who hand led them out, looking at those assembled.