I place the cookie outside the ordered universe, in the arms of that amorphous blight of nethermost confusion which blasphemes and bubbles at the center of all infinity—the boundless daemon sultan Azathoth, whose name no lips dare speak aloud, and who gnaws hungrily in inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond time and space amidst the muffled, maddening beating of vile drums and the thin monotonous whine of accursed flutes.
Que everything blue-screening. You get arrested, prosecuted, and sentenced for computer crime as the servers go down for an extended period of time due to the constant blue-screening forcing a fresh reinstall of the operating systems and loading of data from backups. I come back on to AstralMagic taking The Cookie, and I snag it and use an Advanced Dislocator to teleport away.
The Cookie is now encased in a barrier block that cannot be moved.