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SOMA | The Meme Dump
Levon looks around uneasily. There is no security cameras he can see. He loads his slingshot and begins to slink back to the tunnel.
Suddenly, he’s given pause by a familiar sound. It’s the clock radio from his treehouse, playing the thunderous entrance music of Canadian wrestling legend Bret “Hitman” Hart. Levon follows the sound. He weaves through a maze of inventory and finds an open fire pit surrounded by cinder blocks. A MemeTrade van loaded with the crushed remains of his home backs up towards the flames and stops. Levon is transfixed, and he doesn’t notice he’s being approached from behind.
CLEANER
Oh, sweet merciful crap. Not again.
Levon is startled. He dives and rolls awkwardly. He bobs up and down in a crouched position, stretching his slingshot.
LEVON
What you got? What you got?