Barry gritted his teeth. Through the fracturing purple light, he could see a silhouette. It was a person, reaching out, trapped in the agonizing friction between dimensions. He could hear faint, echoing screams overlapping on top of each other. "I have to go in and pull them out," Barry stated.
Barry scrambled to his feet, ignoring the ache in his ribs, and rushed to her side. He gently turned her over and pulled off her dark mask. She was young, unconscious, but breathing. The Flash675 viewsTV Show
He ran directly at the violent vortex of violet light. The moment he crossed the threshold, the physical world vanished. He was swimming in a sea of pure, chaotic energy. Colors he didn't have names for blinded him, and the sheer force of the temporal winds threatened to rip the flesh from his bones. Barry gritted his teeth
He arrived at the intersection of 5th and Main in less than two seconds. As he skidded to a halt, the world slammed back into full speed. The roar of car horns and splashing rain flooded his senses. He could hear faint, echoing screams overlapping on
"I'm here, Cisco," Barry said, touching the comms unit in his ear. "It looks like a breach, but it's not stabilizing. It's erratic."
He pushed harder, feeling the Speed Force surge through his veins, a familiar, crackling warmth. He loved this feeling—the absolute freedom of the velocity—but the reading Cisco mentioned worried him. Tachyon spikes usually meant one thing: speedsters from another timeline, or worse, another Earth.
She looked at him, her eyes locking onto the lightning bolt on his chest. With a final, desperate effort, she lunged forward and gripped his forearm.