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You’re just about to ask your instructor where the harpoon gun goes when you hear Sybil shout from above! Before you can react, the boat veers to the left, sending you, Mitz, and all of the neatly-organized SCUBA gear flying into the wall! Peeling yourself off, you barely manage to rise to all-fours as your vessel continues its wild back and forth dance!
“Alright,” groans Mitzi as she stumbles to her shaky feet, “The driving raccoon ain’t funny anymore.” She can say <span class="mu-i">that</span> again! As the two of you scramble up the stairs, Syb’s shouting becomes much clearer!
“<span class="mu-s">LEFT!</span>” The Goth Screams, sending the ship and everyone on it lurching to the right! “<span class="mu-s">NOW RIGHT!</span>”
Bursting into the cockpit, you’re treated to a scene of complete and utter chaos–having abandoned the helm, Lil’ Stanley’s trembling form clings to dear life on the back of Talbot’s head as he spins the wheel back and forth like a madman! The ship’s erratic movement adds violent wakes to the already-turbulent waves around you, and just when you’re about to wrestle your ex-bodyguard away from the helm, you finally spot what he’s trying to avoid!
“Holy cow, Stan–” Ly shrieks as your vessel dodges a dark shape beneath the waves, “We got <span class="mu-s">SEA MINES!</span>”
Is he serious right now? You snap as you cling for dear life to the door frame! Now we’ve gotta deal with friggin’ <span class="mu-r">SEA MIMES</span> too!?
“<span class="mu-i">MINES,</span> STAN!” Shouts Talbot as the vessel barely scrapes past one of the countless metal sea urchins bobbing to the surface, “They’re friggin’ <span class="mu-i">MINES!</span>”
Wow, alright–it was an honest mistake, no need to take my head off-
Whipping the boat around another explosive, Talbot’s batshit driving sends you all hurtling to the side once more! Hey <span class="mu-i">Captain Crazypants–</span> ever consider <span class="mu-s">STOPPING THE DAMN BOAT!?</span>
“<span class="mu-s">YEA!</span>” The janitor fires back as he takes the ship over another rough wave, “<span class="mu-s">AND THEN I REMEMBERED WE’RE IN A FRIGGIN’ MINE FIELD! DUUUUR!</span>”
“SO WHAT, WE’RE JUST GONNA KEEP CHARGING THROUGH!?” Shouts Mitz as Sybil continues to bark directions from above!
“UNTIL SOMEONE HAS A BETTER IDEA, YEA!” Talbot roars! “I’M ONLY DRIVING BECAUSE <span class="mu-i">THIS</span> PUNK GAVE UP!” He adds, jabbing a thumb at the raccoon clinging to his back! “<span class="mu-s">QUITTER!</span>”
Squinting past the, well, <span class="mu-i">minefield</span> of obstacles bobbing ahead, you can almost make out a clear spot but getting there might not be that easy if this moron keeps charging through like a coked-out rhino! Being the <span class="mu-b">HEAD HONCHO,</span> you take charge and decide to:
>KEEP RUSHING THROUGH–YOU AND THE OTHERS CAN BLAST A PATH!
>STOP THE DAMN BOAT FOR A SEC–GOTTA CLEAR A SAFE SPOT FIRST!
>BOATS CAN REVERSE, RIGHT? LET’S JUST BACK OUTTA THIS DAMN THING!
>WRITE-IN!
