Speeeeding UP

Grail’s lungs burned and his vision swam. He could hear his rough panting for breath, and an underlying rumble in his ears. He felt like he was looking at a great wavy cloth with the world projected upon it. Each and everything  grew and then shrank again, floating across space with no logic. He felt himself getting sick, and as his legs gave out he sat down heavily upon the Workshop floor. 

He saw Horatio coming towards him, but it looked as though the magician were twenty feet tall.  Concern was etched across the face of the old man in rough