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Dialogue Essay: A Fictional Narrative

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''Barry, please son, listen to what you’re saying. You’re not yourself. ''
For a moment, the contemptuous laugh was the only answer they got.
''Oh….it’s me. It’s finally me, the real me. You couldn’t see the real Hunter and the real Eobard when they were right into your face and yet you really think you could see who I really was?'' The speedster took a pause to chuckle. ''It’s hilarious. ''
''No! I won’t believe this. '' Unintentionally erupted Cisco.
''Do you really think I care what you all think? That I even care about any of you? That I ever did? It’s adorable.'' The disdain was clear in every word. ''You’re all so gullible. It’s going to be the end of you. ''
''Barry, we’ve been through enough to know what you stand for, who you really …show more content…

'' Counter-argumented Joe.
''How about you help us find what’s going on instead of destroying all our ideas? '' Added Cisco, annoyed to see all their theories being crushed just as fast as they were getting out, without any consideration.
'' Maybe that’s why he refused to do anymore test, he knew you could figure it out. '' Continue Joe, clinging to his idea.
''I…don’t know.'' Replied the doctor, shaking her head. ''There’s one possibility we haven’t consider yet…. '' Grimly stated Caitlin, not looking at anyone in the …show more content…

His sister closed on him, putting a comforting hand on Wally’s shoulder.
''Me too. Barry’s strong, he’ll pull through ''
It was at this moment that Oliver decided to make his entrance, closely followed by a man almost as tall as Oliver with messed up, short, blond hair and wearing a beige trenchcoat over a clean suit and red tie. Oliver wasted no time making presentation.
''Everyone, this is my friend I’ve been telling you. This is John Constantine. John, this is….''
The second the man opened his mouth, right after Oliver finished presenting who everyone was to his friend, his heavy British accent could be heard.
''Hey mates, heard you needed some help around these parts.''
As he spoke, he handed over his business card to anyone interested to take it.
''Exorcist, Demonologist and….Master of the Dark Art? Really?'' Read Iris out loud before handing the card to her dad, turning to Star City Vigilante. ''Are you serious? Where did you find that guy?'' Oliver just shrugged to

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