Kyle meets The Flash, page four.

Barry Allen aka The Flash kept me on my ass, his piercing gaze daring me to move.

To proud to look away I met his stare and fell into the mystery realm, Calalus.  A castle on a hill.

In a dizzy “Where’s Waldo” moment I realized there were three flying machines hidden in my vision….

And the Silverbell artifacts? I needed to see these in person. Discovered in 1924, right here in Arizona…, pictures drawn by some wannabe sanseilife archeologist artist would not suffice.

Might I be destined to save the universe?  I would need help and I knew there was help in Calalus.

Still on my ass I realized I was headed for a great adventure.

Kyle, page one

Kyle, page two

Kyle, page three

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Kyle meets The Flash, page three.

I’m not gonna lie to you.  When I shook Barry Allen’s hand not only did I have an overwhelming terrifying feeling but I also had a feeling of invincibility.

I felt like something really important was happening.  Then I saw myself through Barry Allen’s eyes.  Yikes!

I was the superhero of my dreams!   Every boy’s imagination of saving the world….but mine seemed to becoming true.

Still on my ass, I looked at myself through Barry’s eyes, or was he The Flash?

A cape, the symbol on my chest was a blur but somewhere in my mind I knew what it was.

Swooning like a schoolgirl the Silverbell artifacts intruded on my adventure.

Back to reality.   Was I destined to save the universe?

And Calalus?   That mysterious land, it was important to me and Barry Allen and The Flash.

I decided to stay in my ass for a while.