Epilogue

Jason moved slowly across the car park, Stacy struggled to walk next to him, she held her back and walked agate, slowing their pace.

"Oh god, what a night..." She complained, one hand rubbing the back of her neck, the other idly rubbing her crotch.

"Yeah, I think this will be one most people will want to forget..." Jason told her as her looked out at the other families making their way to their cars.

Everyone carried themselves with a pained expression, their bodies put through their paces over the past few hours. Most of them had clothes missing and were doing their best to remain decent with whatever clothing they could salvage. Jason saw Charity on the other end of the car park. She was bent over, vomiting, her mother thoughtfully rubbing her back. Jason winced, his girlfriend got more than even he bargained for tonight.

"Come on..." Stacy shouted to him as she opened the car door "Let's just get home. I REALLY need a shower."

The door to the Anderson residence swung open as both Jason and Stacy barged their way inside.
Jason's father was stunned by the sudden action, surprised as he was, even though he was waiting to greet them.

"Everything go okay?" He asked Stacy as she walked past him without even shooting him a sideways glance.

"Yeah, as good as could be expected, why the FUCK do they even have evenings like that?" She complained, climbing the stairs on her way to clean up.

"It was fine dad." Jason told his father. "Stacy just had.... an indent with one of the other parents"

"Oh an argument?" The man asked.

"No, it was a mating thing, you know like an animal thing..." Jason told him.

"Oh?" Jason's father asked. "Oooh..." his expression changing to one of understanding then disgust.

Jason considered his fathers reaction, the normality he set up meant that most of the mayhem that befell everyone that night would be considered a normal thing, it doesn't mean they have to like it however. It was against Stacy's will that she got mounted by another man but it would still cause a rift between his father and Stacy when the full story gets told.

"Well, I am sure she can explain in the morning, I better give her some space...." The older man muttered to himself "So you want to join me for dinner? I ordered take-out?"

"Sure thing dad" Jason smiled as the two moved into the dinning room together.

The school hall was now quiet and almost empty. Chairs and tables laid stricken across the room, some over turned, others broken with teeth marks in them. Ripped and torn clothing littered the place, some of it heavily soiled. The smell of human waste filled the air, some excrement covered the walls, most of its was smeared across the floor.
Charlie the Janitor sat alone on the one chair still upright. Disregarding the rules he had lit a cigarette, deciding that he needed it more than ever right now.

"I don't get paid enough for this shit" He grumbled shaking his head.