Dr. Finklestein reached for his creation with a growl. He tried again to reach the arm. He could barely manage if he twisted his body enough, but he didn't have the strength or leverage to pull the arm out.

"I'll thank them for [i]nothing[/i], you ungrateful little--"

He saw Carver take the phone, and gradually realized just how stuck he was.

"Get back here! [i]Carver[/i]!"