INTERIOR. DUNGEON. DARKNESS.

We are close to Champiñongo. They are thinking.

CHAMPIÑONGO: I HEAR THEM.

PLOTTING.

CHOOSING MY FATE.

INTERIOR. DUNGEON WITH STONE WALLS. WELL LIT.

Three P’Tonatls discuss around a big wooden table. The first is standing behind a chair, resting their hand on its top. The second is sitting, angrily waving his hands. The third is sitting with his back toward us.

First P’Tonatl (standing): WE COULD EAT THEM–

Second P’Tonatl (sitting): AND SOIL OURSELVES?

NO, WE MUST RECYCLE THEM.

First P’Tonatl (standing): TO EATH THEM IS TO RECYCLE THEM.

AFTER ALL, THEY’RE A MUSHROOM.

Third P’Tonatl (shouting): NO!