This space is insanely small for this type of running, and the faster he goes the smaller it feels until it's almost like he's turning a corner with every heartbeat and footfall to keep from slamming into a wall or colliding with steel shelving.

The wind he's generating is howling now, and Barry's crossing over his own trail again and again, causing the lightning in his wake to build upon itself and up the electricity levels higher and higher.

It's not enough, he knows it's not enough and tries to dig deeper. It's not only the confined space that's making this hard, Barry's energy is starting to flag, he can feel it.

Promising his body more meal bars and a shot of Digi-juice when this is over, Barry pushes harder and manages to pour out more speed.

"Almost... there... "