Mini-Grand 5801 [Round 1: Gridlock]

Anyone who had seen the obsidian safe would have said that it was floating. To an extent they would be correct, the safe was moving apparently unsupported through the air, though it was not floating. It was being telekinetically hauled around by it's occupant. This was The Abomination's only form of locomotion. Due to the limited amount of power he had over anything outside his prison it was always tiring, but with the heat as it was it was presently exhausting.

After a couple of meters it crashed to the ground. There was a brief pause before the safe resumed movement, this time it didn't so much hover as get dragged along the scorched tarmac. Inside the confines of the safe The Abomination was gasping for breath, and muttering to himself in his deep booming voice about how much he hated the heat.

Truth be told this was the first time in years that The Abomination had had any idea where he was. His sensory organs were locked, along with the rest of him, behind an impenetrable layer of obsidian. He could not see or hear or smell anything from the world around him. For the last decade he had guessed that he was in a deep dungeon (presumably built to contain him), but had never had any real confirmation on that front.

During the introductions he had latched into one of his opponent's senses. The sight of himself and his three adversaries-to-be had been the first thing he had seen in innumerable years. It was jarring to see the safe in which he was entombed. It struck home to him how far he had been brought down. That he had been dragged into a battle to the death with mere mortals. It was almost embarassing, but an opportunity was an opportunity. He was certain that the minds of one of these four could be used to liberate him from this accursed cage, and then the world would have to watch out.

Although he hadn't had another's senses to latch onto when he had been deposited onto this highway, he had recieved the vague description from their host, and formed a sort of mental map based on when he had clanged into the side of a car. Telepathically he reached out. To his left the minds of the others; to far to make use of, and to his right a group of minds approaching fast. He hauled the safe around so that its handle faced towards what it could only presume were the raiders the voice had mentioned, and resumed dragging.