Radar Sweep

Internal systems engaged. I paused, assessing the terrain. Beneath my wheels lay a surface of green and white stripes, soft and uneven. I initiated a slow test: the rooftop scanner turned sixty degrees to the left, clicking lightly into place. Ahead rose a massive blue ridge with printed patterns. Methodically, I engaged forward drive, rolling two inches across the fabric ripple. My bumper nudged a gentle fold of the blanket, confirming traction. Surroundings stable. Area secure.