Starter for Ten – 21/6/2019

LEON STUMBLES INTO THE ROOM.

LEON: Who put a chair there?
MARCIE: You did.
LEON: Did I? Well, why did no one move it?
MARCIE: –

LEON POINTEDLY MOVES THE CHAIR AGAINST THE WALL WITH THE OTHERS

MARCIE: I think there was a reason you wanted it there.
LEON: What?
MARCIE: I don’t, I can’t remember. I just have this memory of you saying it was important.
LEON: Well I’ve moved it now.

LEON SITS DOWN ON THE SOFA NEXT TO MARCIE. HE LEANS FORWARD AND SWILLS A LARGE RED BONG AROUND PEERING INTO THE WATER AT THE BOTTOM.

LEON: I need to clean this.
MARCIE: –

WITH EFFORT LEON SITS UP AND TAKES A DISPOSABLE LIGHTER FROM THE TABLE. HE LIGHTS IT, ADJUSTS THE FLAME TO PRODUCE A LONGER SPURT OF FLAME AND HOLDS THE FLAME TO THE BOWL. THE CONTENTS GLOW BRIGHT AND A SMILE SHINES ON HIS FACE AS HIS EYES CLOSE AND HE EXHALES A STREAM OF SMOKE TOWARDS THE CEILING. HE SITS BACK AND HOLDS THE BONG UP. MARCIE TAKES IT AND THE LIGHTER WHICH BURNS HER.

MARCIE: Ow.

SHE SLOWLY TAKES HER FINGER OFF THE LIGHTER AND BLOWS ON IT CAREFULLY. SHE THEN USES THE LIGHTER TO TAKE A HIT FROM THE BONG. SHE SITS BACK NEXT TO LEON HOLDING THE BONG TO HER CHEST.

MARCIE: Ow.

A LARGE MILLIPEDE, APPROXIMATELY THE HEIGHT OF A TABLE STARTS TO ENTER THE ROOM. IT IS A DULL BLACK WITH A SHELLAC SHEEN. IT’S CHAINS OF LEGS MOVE WITH MECHANICAL PURPOSE AND SECTION BY SECTION IT PROPELS ITSELF INTO THE ROOM. LEON OPENS HIS RIGHT EYE.

LEON: Oh yeah.