As the train passed the Dark Energy creature, the gang
jumped out and ran back in pursuit. Snail
glided along on the rails in a perfectly satisfactory fashion, while Wabsworth
took up position on the access hopway and drew a bead on the creature. Right at the front, the Wabbit crept up behind
the creature and studied it with interest. It took not the slightest notice of
the Wabbit, but its eyes continued to spit out small black holes, which spiralled
up in search of food. The Wabbit saw several tools and a few coils of wire disappear
into the holes. So he clutched his own toolkit tightly and called out, "What next Ghost
Bunny? Shall we use the decelerator?" Wabsworth lifted it and shouted
across, "Ready when you are!" "Not yet Wabbits," wailed Ghost Bunny, "we
require a clear space." She made herself
hauntingly comfortable on Snail’s head and looked around. Lapinette looked too. "We need somewhere to
put it," she yelled to the Wabbit. "Like a box or something?" he answered. "It will be enormously dense," moaned Ghost Bunny. "You did say they were stupid," agreed the Wabbit. "What about a bottle?” shouted
Wabsworth. "Oh, put the genie in a bottle?" murmured the Wabbit. "I have just the thing." The Wabbit rummaged
in his fur for something suitable, but he was getting closer and closer to the
creature. "Don’t touch it!" shrieked Ghost Bunny. "Aaaargh!" yelled
the Wabbit.