Disclaimer: I own neither BTTF nor The Matrix

This was originally part of a chapter of Real World (the novelisation of They've Got Mail), but I thought it could do fine as a short story too, so…

I Feel Like Chicken Tonight

"This is the Construct," Morpheus was saying. "It's our loading program. We can load anything from clothing, to equipment, weapons, training simulations, anything we need."

Marty blinked. "Right now we're inside a computer program?"

"Is it really so hard to believe? Your clothes are gone. Your arms and head have changed. Your hair is gone. Your appearance is now what we call residual self-image. It is the mental projection of your digital self."

Marty looked at himself.

He was a chicken.

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" he tried to yell, but all that came out were frantic squawks.

Morpheus smiled evilly. "We're very glad to have you with us, Marty," he continued. "The rest of my crew agree, too. We haven't had a good meal in a long time, and we genuinely appreciate your presence at dinner tonight.

Marty panicked. He was a chicken. Pathetically, he flapped his wings. The rest of the Nebuchadnezzar crew were suddenly surrounding him in a closing circle, all armed with large chopping knives and hungry looks on their faces.

Marty darted around in a frenzy as he dodged the knives suddenly coming down on him. He was going to die! He was going to be caught, and roasted, and chopped up to bits, and eaten…

"AAAAAAHHHH!"

Marty hit his bedroom floor with a loud thump, and the images of the Construct dissolved into the reality of his darkened room.

Hyperventilating, he looked wildly around as though Neo or Trinity might suddenly pop up with a chopping knife and have him for dinner; but nothing happened. Just another nightmare… I should be grateful, Marty thought. It wasn't often that his nightmares turned out to be real nightmares.

The teen ran a quick check over himself. He was human. Human. Marty suddenly felt stupid for actually seeing the need to make sure.

Climbing back into his bed, Marty lay down and sighed.

That was the last time he was watching The Matrix before bedtime.

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