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- Only the Flash's reaction had been swift enough when the light-column swelled.
- He'd moved back instinctively, but at superspeed, so the expanding light barely touched him before he
- lost his footing and fell off the pyramid's top course. He hit the sloping side once, rolled, and crashed
- heavily to the second course ten feet below.
- Cursing beneath his breath, ignoring the pain that flared in his left ankle, the Flash scrambled back to
- his feet and looked up. No column of light. No Justice League members.
- Nothing at all.
- The moon was blanketed by a black mass of clouds, and not a beam of light broke through. The Flash
- stretched a tentative hand toward where he figured the up-sloping pyramid wall should be. There was
- nothing there.
- This is absurd! The Fastest Man Alive, hamstrung like a blind animal!
- He started to walk to the end of the course, but before he'd even completed the first step, a sudden
- thought struck him. He paused, stooping to feel for the ground before him with his hand. Nothing.
- Anxiety growing within him, he turned around and repeated the maneuver. Nothing behind him either.
- It was as if he were perched on the tip of a narrow stone plinth. The only solid ground was beneath
- his feet, and around him absolutely nothing but thin air. Unlike Superman and Wonder Woman, Flash
- couldn't fly. It was a talent he'd never missed, because when you were as fast as he was it was no
- problem to go anywhere in the world on foot. Granted, he could manipulate the molecules of his body
- to keep him hovering in the air. But as far as he could tell, he was standing on the only solid ground.
- Where the hell could he hover to?
- He'd have given almost anything to have heard Martian Manhunter's voice inside his head, telling him
- exactly what was going on. As a member of the Justice League, you got used to doing things as a team.
- It was only when team dynamics stalled that you realized how dependent you'd become.
- The Flash squatted on his haunches, feeling despair creep over him. Whoever had laid this trap
- couldn't have made a better one for the Scarlet Speedster.
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