Cisco had once thought this town wasn't that bad. Sure, it had its weird moments. The wtf moments, but the witch hunt had been on a whole level. He could handle mystical forces, metahumans, alternate Earths, but witch hunts? Yeah, no thanks. He'd watched that movie already. The Witch Trials never ended well for people.
Mass hysteria indeed.
He ran a ran through his hair as he left his room to head out to the warehouse he was still outfitting. He hated leaving Barry alone, but they were heroes. They had to keep going or something. He stepped into the living room and nearly coughed up his heart. His feet levitated off the ground slightly as he let out a shriek that would make a toddler pageant queen jealous. "OH MEE GAWD, Barry! Wtf? That scared the good soul out of me. What the flying fuck are you doing sitting in the almost dark like that? Give a bro some warning next time."
He leaned over so he could rest his hands on his knees in a dramatic manner. "My heart, totally hurled it up."