In Todd's dreams he wakes in the mottled motel room and The Octopus is green, not red. It stares at him, and signs frantically, too fast for Todd to read. He begs for The Octopus to slow down, but it speeds up instead.
While Todd dreamed, the Octopus went and had a stern conversation with the night clerk.
Todd lost The Octopus in the unlit gas station, the silence deafening, the snow blinding, obliterating the world beyond the glass. He stumbled over the mauled body of the gas station attendant and a dead cat.
When they found the boar it was chomping noisily, face buried in a fallen bird's nest, feathers gusting frantic on some snow devil twister.