The scene begins in a bedroom the night after a big party and we see a boy and a girl in bed. The boy wakes up, hungover, still confused about what had happened the night before and stumbles out of bed. He looks in the mirror, seeing blood splattered over his face and panics, he has no idea how the blood got there, if it was his, someone else's and tries to piece it together. He remembers that the girl he woke up to got severely paralytic the night before and passed out a few times before trying her luck with many of the boys at the party so he goes to check on her. Trying to wake her up, he pushes her and as she rolls over, he's faced with the sight of a blood, bruises and cuts over the close of up her face. Panicking even more so now, he tries even harder to wake her up. She won't. The boy is in a complete state of shock now, in a frenzy he shuts the curtains and makes sure the door is closed so no-one will see as he tries to figure out what he's going to do. Now, the light in the room is really seedy, which makes the audience question his innocence. He sits and lights up a cigarette; one of the many in the packets scattered over clothes and empty bottles in his room, the camera fixed on his face.
All of a sudden, piece by piece, he recollects what happened throughout the night as the mental images fill his mind. It could be anyone. He knows he's included in that broad spectrum and that he turned her down several times that night, getting angrier and angrier - but so did all the other boys. Even the girls fought with her. With his head in his hands, he hears faint footsteps, loudening as they approach, swiftly averting his attention to the door, the camera closening, the handle turns.
(Written by the Editor: Myself, Ben Halliday)
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