As Cy was reminiscing over that BOOMER of a ‘roo, he noticed something. Something bad. The first year had been tapping his foot on the ground, but he soon realized that he couldn’t raise his feet from the ground at all.
WHAT. WAS. GOING. ON?
“Yo, Legend, mate, what the—,” His brown eyes looked under the table to see that his feet were FROZEN to the floor. What in the blazes? His head shot from under the table—WHAM… he hit his head on it first of all. Grimacing and rubbing it, he looked to his friend bewildered. He then looked to the rest of the hall in shock.
“Mate, this place is iced ovah’. When did that happen?” He tried to raise his feet again but failed. “AND I CAN’T MOVE MY BLEEDIN’ FEET!” He yelled out, thrashing his legs trying to free himself.
His head now had a huge bumb on the back of it from where he rammed the table. The Aussie rubbed it in irritation.
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