The disc continues to solidify beneath Makayla. Her feet are stuck firm to it. She continues to try and move them, but it is of no use.
"Hello?!" She cries out again. "I'm stuck to the floor. Anybody in the control room?" The silence that answers seems deafening to her. Her virtual voice echoes off the virtual walls, just like the programmers designed it.
***special thanks to DeftMonkey for these great images***