Sack Boogies

>Check the creatures in the other sack, as they don't have any subumbral connections with your annoyse.

You suddenly realize that you might not be so defenseless away from your ANNOISY after all; you have the extra Boogie Sack from the cargo hold.



You reach into the sack and feel around to see if you can grasp any partially disumbrificated Sack Boogies bound to the sack.



There's supposed to be an art to this, but it's always been pretty subconscious for you... you know what you want to grab, then you reach in and grab it. But without knowing what you're looking for it's not so easy.

Finally, you manage to grab hold of something cold and metallic.



You pull out a crimson Sack Boogie that your neural ensacklopedia identifies as a WASPRING.



Nice, this little flyer could come in useful. Looks like it'll be maneuverable and can keep pace with you while you're mounted on the cycle.

You put it back in the Boogie Sack feeling more confident about your odds against the BOWLDOZER. Nothing left now but to execute the plan.

You pull your ANNOISY back out of your Boogie Sack and send it out into the murderforest, braying and buzzing noisomely.

Once you send out the annoisy, see if you can redirect the vehicle out of the BOWLDOZER's path, so that even if the ANNOISY doesn't distract it much you can hopefully avoid it.

You head down to the control room to get the crawler moving again and to see if you can wrangle the controls from their autopilot settings.

You'd feel better if the crawler weren't constrained to stay on the road. Then you might have a chance to avoid the BOWLDOZER even if it doesn't take your noisy bait.



The autopilot is a bit finnicky and stubborn, but after a terse argument you finally convince it to grant you limited override it if need be. The autopilot does whine about the density of the murdertrees hereabouts, which you have to admit makes going off course more difficult.

In any case, it's good to know you can at least try to crash through the forest in an emergency.

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PARALLEL SHADOW SUBPLOT

>Play a dirge about how being in a crowded box sucks.

You play a song of sorrow.



A fellow creature of the darkness joins its voice to yours in dismal harmony.

With the crawler in motion, you head down to the equipment locker and grab your cyclotron. You can hear Fartbuttsman moaning out a mournful tune, so at least you know he's still alive, onboard, and has enough air.



You hop down from the crawler and mount your cycle, throttling forward in advance of the larger vehicle.



In only a short while, you see the trail of broken trees left by the BOWLDOZER. Looks like it's off the trail and pursuing your ANNOISY.