Marty's head got caught on a hook on the wall and there was a almighty crack, Marty screamed but quickly stopped and just slouched on the floor, his head was bent at a horrific angle. His neck had snapped. Doc screamed and called an ambulance. The ambulance was there quickly and Marty was loaded. At the hospital, Doc waited over 4 hours for news. He must've fallen asleep at some point because a nurse had come out and was shaking him awake.
"Are you Dr Emmett Brown?" She asked, solemnly.
"Yes." He replied, hoping it would be good news.
"Martin was barely hanging on as it was, his neck was snapped in 3 places, but on the operating table, he stopped breathing and we tried to resuscitate him but it didn't work. He passed away about 20 minutes ago."
"No this can't be happening." Doc said but he saw someone-something being carted out of the operating theatre. Doc ran over and before anyone could stop him, pulled he sheets off Marty, he wished he hadn't. The teen was almost as white as the sheets and his neck was so badly bruised it made your neck hurt just looking at it. Doc quickly replaced the sheets and ran out of the hospital and into the street.