Steps

Side Step: Foresight (Cisco POV)

Leah stood in the corner of the dark warehouse. She looked angry, unsettled even. Fierce. There were three men standing around her, guns pointed straight at her head. A dark figure stepped in front of her and grabbed at her arm. She tried to fight her way out of his grip, but it appeared that this guy was too strong for her. Cisco's breathing hastened. He started looking around for anything that could get him over to her safely. This situation was looking more and more grave by the second. If he didn't get to her soon....

Suddenly, Leah started shouting in Korean. Rushed, as always, but this time it seemed more frantic. More desperate. But why? This was a life or death situation. One wrong move could get her killed! What was she doing?!? Cisco looked around, trying to figure out her game. She was way too smart to slip up like this! He had to get over to her, NOW. He started to move, but found that he couldn't. Looking down, he saw the ropes. He'd been tied up, and in his current state, he couldn't get out. Cisco gritted his teeth and started looking for other possible ways of escape. He had to get to Leah.

In another corner of the warehouse, someone moved. It almost looked like... Adam. Lee stomped on the one man's foot and quickly broke free of his grasp. She brought her other hand up to her ear and visor-like projection suddenly covered part of her face. She shouted something to Adam, and he threw a metallic orb across the room to where she was standing. There was a small 'ting' sound, then nothing. The men paused momentarily before coming to their senses, trying to restrain her again. A loud, screeching noise suddenly filled the entirety of the warehouse. It came in waves, each hitting harder than the last. The men fell to the ground, writhing in pain, while Leah and Adam scrambled to get up and away from the orb. The room filled with a deep green smoke.

Something grabbed onto Cisco's shoulder, holding him, while the ropes that had been restraining him fell to the ground. He quickly blasted the rest away, trying to control the shot as best as he could. Go too hard, and the whole warehouse could crumble. He spun around and looked at the man behind him.

"We need to go, NOW," Barry shouted.

"THIS WASN'T HOW THE PLAN WAS SUPPOSED TO GO. SHE DOESN'T HAVE A MASK."

"IT DOESN'T MATTER. WE NEED TO-"

A lone gunshot rang out through the air, silencing Barry. The ringing from the trick ball stopped as well, leaving only darkness and silence. Cisco whipped his head back in the direction of the commotion, eyes wide. There was nothing. Cisco's heart dropped. Leah. Oh God. He started to rush back into the smoke, but Barry grabbed him and rushed him out of the warehouse before he even took a step. There was an explosion, and then everything went dark.

"LEAH!" Cisco shot up out bed, stretching out an arm for a warehouse that didn't exist. A mission that didn't exist. A situation that didn't exist. He looked around his bedroom and took a deep breath. It wasn't real... None of it was real... God, that was the absolute worst. He allowed himself to sink back into the bed, his heart still racing. A cold sweat covered his body, and it felt like everything hurt. He must have tensed up in his sleep again.

He almost couldn't tell if it had happened or not. Sometimes it was really hard to differentiate visions from regular dreams. Usually, the visions had a distinct look to them—a fuzz around the edge, as if he were looking in through a slightly dirty lens. This however, he had no clue about. It had seemed so strange. It felt real, like a vision, yet it was crystal clear.

Cisco rolled his head over to the side. God, he wished he was with Lee tonight. Then he'd know that she was ok, that she wasn't dead. GOD THAT VISION SUCKED. Cisco pushed himself out of bed and put on a shirt and his glasses. It was obvious that he wasn't going back to sleep tonight, so he might as well do something to take his mind off of what just happened. He grabbed his keys and headed towards the door.