[ There's a reddish blur that zips down the halls, pauses for a bit, then moves on, flitting from one unordinary room to another, a little like an impossibly difficult to spot hummingbird.
There's very little Barry knows about this place so far, but one thing's for certain: he's got a very bad feeling about it.
He figures he's alone in this place, having seen no other signs of life until he passes the medical bay for the third or fourth time, head turning while his legs keep him propelled, and then he's so distracted - because is that Oliver Queen? - that like the clumsy dork he can often be, he goes crashing into the nearest metal cabinet, limbs akimbo, unable to slow down in such a short period of time.
The sound is - well, sorry Oliver, if you were going for stealth, that dream is over. ]
r u ready for dis
There's very little Barry knows about this place so far, but one thing's for certain: he's got a very bad feeling about it.
He figures he's alone in this place, having seen no other signs of life until he passes the medical bay for the third or fourth time, head turning while his legs keep him propelled, and then he's so distracted - because is that Oliver Queen? - that like the clumsy dork he can often be, he goes crashing into the nearest metal cabinet, limbs akimbo, unable to slow down in such a short period of time.
The sound is - well, sorry Oliver, if you were going for stealth, that dream is over. ]