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"Take my hand!" Barry yelled, his voice sounding like slowed-down thunder in the void.

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. The Flash675 viewsTV Show

He slowly pushed himself up on his elbows, blinking away the stars in his eyes. The violet rift was gone. The street was quiet again, save for the rain. "Take my hand

He saw the figure—a young woman clad in a dark speedster suit, her eyes wide with terror as her body phased rapidly between solid and intangible. He was swimming in a sea of pure, chaotic energy

Barry didn't waste a breath. He pulled the cowl over his head, the white lightning bolt emblem catching the moonlight. In a fraction of a second, his pupils sparked with yellow electricity. He stepped off the ledge.

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.