"Seriously?" January said as the cars punched it and sped into the tunnel after him to maintain their formation. "They're relentless...! Wait a minute..." Just as January realized that the cars were forming a pentagram around him, January felt the temperature begin to rise and the atmosphere start to become incredibly confining. "Oh shit, I know this spell!" January exclaimed in realization. "Time to abandon ship." With that said, January cracked open his window, turned into a cloud of mist, and floated out of his car and off into the night... Or he would have had the mystic prison spell not been more powerful that January was expecting. Launched back from the borders of the prison, January was forced back into his true form and thrown to the ground as the cars around him came to a stop.

Pulling himself to his feet, January drew his gladius and prepared to face off against those who had trapped him. But before anyone could make a move, a voice called out from further along the tunnel. "Hit the deck!" Knowing all too well that hitting the deck when someone tells you to was generally a good idea, January did so with all the speed he could muster.

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January attempts to escape this situation. He rolls an [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/21801]11[/url] in the attempt and elects to owe someone a debt.
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