Note: Sure, sure... we could have done a week's worth of strips detailing the frantic game of hide-and-go-teraport around Planet Chuba, as Tagon and company sought not only to elude the angry Ob'enn light craft, but also to locate their tumbling, freezing comrade. It was a race against time, for had the sergeant tumbled out of the shadow of Chuba into the raw, harsh starlight of space, he would have been cooked.
Why did we decide not to build comics around this story? Well, it's not October anymore. Schlocktoberfest is therefore over, and the proposed story title "The Search for Schlock" had too creepy a ring to it.