SOMA | The Meme Dump
It has to!
Levon is giggling to the point of tears.
LEVON
I didn’t notice myself. It’s the spores, see? The spores have been sifting out of my bag for days. All over town!
NICK
You're delirious...
LEVON
Soon, little red mushroom caps will be opening up everywhere. Like pretty parasols.
Levon pulls a handful of dusty spores from his bag. They dissipate through the air like cigarette smoke. He laughs. His cheeks are wet with tears. Nick is shaking with rage. Levon blows the spores through his fingers.
LEVON
Ten thousand! Twenty thousand! We’re screwed!
Nick snatches at the backpack. Levon hugs it like a life preserver.
The struggle releases more spores and brings the two men within a foot of the smouldering sling shot. Nick aims the nozzle of the flamethrower at the bag. Instinctively, Levon scoops the smouldering metal slingshot into the air towards Nick’s face. The hot metal sears the big man’s cheek. Levon jumps backwards, hugging his backpack.
LEVON
I’m sorry! I’m sorry!
Nick rubs his cheek. He eyes the blood and soot on his fingers, looking murderous. Nick roars. His flamethrower belches fire at Levon, and narrowly misses.