Barry has spent the last hour and a half running, aimlessly. He doesn’t know where too but he just needs to clear his head get out of the buildings and lose himself in the city, if even for just a few hours
That intros really getting old I gotta find something else
*Barry would run a trail of blood speeding closely behind him, from what he did not know another speedster? maybe*
“What was that? Fast and strong. Could be anything.”
*he slams into the door failing to slow down. He reaches for the door knob failing to grab it. He’d attempt to use his phone to call somebody, but blood just smeared across the screen, he lay’s out side the door to his own home covered in blood, bruises, and cuts*
OOC: image only slightly related