Mario banged his fists against the force field. He wanted out, but nobody could save him, for if they came in contact with the opposing side of the shield they would evaporate into thin air. He leaned against the force field and slid down. He knew somebody would save him...at least he hoped they would.
Author note: This is based on a dream I had. It was in a Studio Ghibli art style, so you can picture it that way, if you want. (Olly looked like young Howl with blonde hair...?)