Bolt tried very carefully not to move. It was hard because Bolt liked to move, especially with his super speed.
But one false move and I’ll get my head taken off by that laser, Bolt thought, looking down at the laser at his neck. Or get chopped into pieces by the other lasers around me.
Bolt bit his lower lip. He was surrounded on all sides by a variety of lasers. One laser extended in front of his neck, threatening to take his head off if he so much as nodded. Another went between his legs at an angle, while another one went between his right arm and his armpit, forcing him to hold his arm slightly off to the side to avoid getting cut into pieces. Another laser was about an inch behind his knees and two more lasers formed an X over his head.
“Bolt, are you okay?” said Blizzard, who st
