"Seems enough like the plot to a movie anyways. Well, some crappy B movie. And uhh, names Tom. Not much of a pleasure to meet you like this, but I'll take what I can get". Tom squirmed in his suit of ice. Trying to free himself of the ice. This stuff wasn't budging thats for sure. Tom let out a puff or air in frustration. "It would be nice for a set of instructions for this... power".
Now Tom was a rather clever guy. He'd been able to figure out problems and get out of a few jams before. This one though was quite the jar of pickles. Physical movement on his part was not gona break it, and Seth said it looked to thick to break anyways. His impaired motion didn't afford such observations though. Mind over matter seemed to be the way to go. He never bought into that crap on TV infomercials but it was all he had. "While I think of a way out of this, see if that jerk who was talking to us is still listening".
Now Tom was a rather clever guy. He'd been able to figure out problems and get out of a few jams before. This one though was quite the jar of pickles. Physical movement on his part was not gona break it, and Seth said it looked to thick to break anyways. His impaired motion didn't afford such observations though. Mind over matter seemed to be the way to go. He never bought into that crap on TV infomercials but it was all he had. "While I think of a way out of this, see if that jerk who was talking to us is still listening".