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November 26, 1986
12:00 PM PST
Trilogy Universe
As Marty was car surfing over to the Browns' home, he was thinking about the great significance of this date thirteen months ago. This was the fateful day when Doc had unveiled the DeLorean time machine. The events of that day led to Marty being sent back in time to the year 1955. It was shortly thereafter when he actually prevented his parents from meeting as they had in the original timeline. As a result, he needed to spend the whole week trying to get his parents to fall in love with each other - so that Marty would not be erased from existence.
Since his first trip through time, things have never been the same. Marty actually had multiple sets of memories of his past. The most significant change, though, had been Marty's new family life after travelling back to 1985. Due to Marty's interference back in 1955, his father had been more confident - and he had a happier family life.
As for his friend, Dr. Emmett Brown, he must have spent nearly nine years travelling through other time periods. Doc was had been living in the Old West for nine months, when Marty went back in time to save his friend's life. After Marty went back to 1985, Doc spend a little over eight years in that era. It was over that time that he married Clara, and had two boys together. Clara just recently gave birth to a third child, who happened to be a girl. Doc and Emmett decided to name her Haven.
"Marty, you made it," Doc gushed, as Marty walked up to the house. "So, Marty, do you know what day this is?"
"I sure do," Marty said, smiling. "It's actually been thirteen months since the day that you unveiled the time machine to me. It's rather hard to believe that it has only been just a little over a year. Last month, we actually celebrated our one year anniversary by taking a trip back to 1855, to see the founding of Hill Valley."
"Well, with all the trips that we've taken through time," Doc replied, "it sure has been more than a year for both of us. Gee, for me, it must be nearly ten years, now."
"So, what were you wanting to do today, Doc?" Marty asked. "Is this going to involve time travel? Maybe we could consider taking a trip to some year before 1855."
"No, we're not going to travel through time today," replied Doc. "I was thinking that we could maybe check out another dimensions. I must admit that I'm curious to see what our lives could have been like. How about you, Marty? Aren't you curious?"
"Isn't that a little dangerous, Doc?" Marty asked, doubtfully. "What if we end up in some Orwellian universe? What if we somehow end up back in Hell Valley?"
"The machine will alert us," Doc explained, "if we are about to enter any dangerous dimensions. Ever since you've told me about your trip into the Family Ties Universe, I decided to find out more about how the destination locator works. You know, I do wonder if this machine is an extension of something I've intented in the future."
"All right, then," Marty said, sighing. "I must admit that I am a rather curious to meet some other versions of myself. I wonder how my life may be different, if some of the circumstances in my life were different. I really hope I don't end up evil in any of the universes. That would be a scary thought, that I'm not sure I'd want to deal with."
"Well, there might be a dimension where you and I never met," suggested Doc. "We already know that there are some dimensions where you were never born."
"I remember you postulates about the existence of alternate realities before," Marty pointed out, "I know there are some who believe that every alternate decision we can make could create parallel universes. I don't quite subscribe to that theory, though - as it does seem a little far-fetched. I mean, if I was to choose to go to bed half a minute earlier... well, actually, I could choose to go to bed any second that I'm at home. Would there end up being a parallel universe for each nanosecond I could have chosen to go to bed, or grab a bite to eat, or chosen what to eat? That would be, well, I can't really think of a word to describe it."
"That sound sound a bit far-fetched," Doc agreed. "I mean, when you think about it, we have many living beings in this world that would be capable of making decisions. Then, as you said, there are certainly lots of other things that we could be doing this second. This topic is a bit mind-wracking, even for me."
"There are also the moral and ethical decisions to consider," Marty pointed out. "I mean, if each version of me is supposed to be essentually the same person - then how can someone from a different universe who is suppose to be me not have the same values as me? Know what I mean?"
"You do make a very good point, Marty," Doc replied. "It's hard to really say just how many parallel universes that there might be."
"There are probably not as many parallel universes as one would think,' suggested Marty. 'Maybe it is possible for there to be universes for all of the different fictional worlds. Although, I never really dreamed that this world would be the product of a fictional movie from a different universe. Hell, I still have difficulties with being able to wrap my mind around the idea, but I'm sure Alex P Keaton feels the same way."
"Well, there are certainly movies that I have watched," Doc commented, "and stories that I've read that I wouldn't like the idea of being in a parallel universe."
"I would've considered Orwell's 1984 to be among them," Marty said, shuddering. "I can hardly believe we have actually been to that universe. I suppose we really made a huge difference. I wonder what Orwell himself would think. From what I have read of him, he was always a bit of a pessimist - and even a bit of a technophobe."
"I'm sure he'd be absolutely amazed," Doc said, smiling. "Anyway, I believe that our dimensional code is #EJ57. We'll have to check out what we may find in Dimensions #EJ56 or #EJ58. I wonder how similar those dimensions would be to ours."
"Could we maybe pay Alex and the Keaton family a little visit?" Marty asked. "I really miss Alex a lot - and I'm sure he really misses me, too. He's such a great person."
"Maybe we could later," suggested Doc. "As for now, I'd rather check out dimensions that our closer to ours. If my calculations are correct, the dimensional codes that are the closest to ours will be the most similar."
"Whoa, Doc, this is heavy," Marty breathed. "So, Doc, do you believe it could actually be possible to to travel back to some old timelines that we left. Like, for instance, the timeline what Dad was bullied by Biff - and it was called Twin Pines Mall. It's not that I would want to go back there, but I'm just curious."
"My guess would be no," replied Doc. "Have you noticed how our dimensional code hasn't changed, even after we have taken other trips backward in time?"
"That's very interesting," replied Marty. "So, how are we going to introduce ourselves to our, uh, other selves? I'm not sure if they would necessarily understand."
"We'll just explain to them about the destination locator," Doc explained. "If they can understand time travel, I'm sure they'll be able to understand this. We won't mention anything about fictional worlds, though."
"Right, Doc," Marty replied, "that might be very unsettling."
"Well, are you ready, Marty?" Doc asked, smiling. "Let's step into the DeLorean, and drive over to Hill Valley Park. Then we'll try Dimension #EJ58."
"I'm ready, Doc," Marty replied, smiling. "Let's go."
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"All right, Marty, are you about ready to go?" Doc asked, after he and Marty headed towards Hill Valley Park. "First of all, let's see if everything is ready."
"Well, the time circuits are on," Marty replied, smiling. As he glanced behind him, he added, "the flux capacitor is fluxing. And I really hope that the engine stays running."
"Yeah, I don't think we have that problem anymore," Doc replied. "Well, let's set the destination locator to bring us to Dimension #EJ58 - and then we'll take off."
"Okay, I guess I'm about ready," Marty said, as he took a deep breath. "I can hardly believe that we're going to travel to another dimension this time. On purpose, I mean - and via the DeLorean, as opposed to the clock tower."
Doc began to accelerate the DeLorean, until it reached 88 miles per hour. Suddenly, Marty could see a little ripple happening outside of the windshield.