whispers•barryallen

~wake~up~

Shards of glass scraped into my skin from the blow of the window beside me. I watched as a man dressed in red, was thrown threw the window and his body hurled towards mine. I covered my head as glass flew everywhere from the impact.

Then looking up, I watched a man in a yellow suit - whose face was blurred - walk through the broken window and towards the red dressed man who was beaten to a pulp.

He kicked him, and the scarlet suited man grunted as his body turned and tossed from the impact. Landing on his stomach he tried to push himself up as the man in the yellow suit stepped on his body, over him and walked towards me.

In a blink I watched a blur of red and then he was in my face. Grabbing my neck he hurled my in the air. I gasped for air as his grip tightened by the second. His face I could barely see from the blurriness that was clouding my vision, and the movement his face in super speed as a disguise. I choked as I heard a familiar voice scream my name.

I watched through lowered eyes the man in the yellow suit slowly take off his mask. But before I could actually lift my eyes and look into his eyes I watched the blur of yellow as the scarlet speedster sped towards us both. It all happened so slowly.

Then with one movement, he plunged his hand into my heart.

I gasped for air.

-

I gasped for air.

My eyes jerked awake as my body bolted up. My eyes widening as I didn't realize where I was. Turning I started panicking as men in lab coats rushed in as I struggled against the chords strapped to my arm. I was in such a state of shock, from my dream, from my surroundings that I screamed Barry's name. A alarm started beeping in the room and I started freaking out even more. Where the heck was I?

The men in the lab coats pushed me against the hospital bed as I struggled and squirmed. Then as I opened my mouth to speak again a spiky syringe was shoved in my arm by a not so nice redhead. She glared at me, and like that, I was out.

-

In a blink I watched a blur of red and then he was in my face. Grabbing my neck he hurled my in the air.

Then with one movement he plunged his hand into my heart.

I gasped for air as my eyes shot open. Regaining my breath I slowly sat up. I looked around, my eyes darting around the familiar white tiled room. I huffed, the hospital.

My eyes widened. "Barry," I whispered to myself.

Swinging my legs over the bed I took out the IV from my arm and threw on my clothes that were laying by a green uncomfortable looking leather chair.

My black jeans were uncomfortable against my skin from all the cuts of the glass that scraped and went into my skin but were probably out by now. My wrist was bothering me for some reason, scratching it without paying any mind to it I walked out of the room as I threw my dirty hair into a low ponytail. Walking out I looked for a bathroom and spotted one as I went in and locked the door behind me. Luckily it was just for one person.

Standing in front of the mirror I stared at myself as flashes from my nightmare pressed into my mind. I clenched my eyes shut as pain shot into my head. Falling to my knees I felt like I had just been punched, with a hammer, on my skull. Hard.

Pulling myself back up by the sink I leaned against it as I turned on the water. Splashing my face with water I rubbed off any remains of my makeup that was coming off.