Quantum leap #5 Voices.
Quantum leap is the property of Belsario.
Five years ago a man named Sam Beckett used his string theory to create the quantum leap accelerator.
Sam races through the dark.
He used it too early to continue funding. Because of this he is now lost in time.
Sam fires a gun at a target.
As he leaps from life to life, he changes on life at a time.
Sam holds a limp body in his hands as rain is pouring.
Hoping that each time that the next leap.
Sam is listening to parents talk.
Is the leap home?
Over the past few years a lot of incidents of school violence have occurred. Almost every case was similar, a boy going into school and shooting a bunch of his fellow students. The profile usually was the same, ignored picked on. But on particular one was different. Kip Kinkle in Springfield, Oregon. He said he heard voices...
A boy walks into school.
"Hey dork. Ready for your daily beatings?" A bully says.
The bully goes over and shoves the boy to the floor.
"Time to kiss the floor." The bully says.
The boy kicks back and catches the bully by surprise. He stands up quickly.
"You are going to pay for that." The bully says angrily.
Suddenly the boy pulls out a rifle.
"Hey man. Put that away. I was only kidding." The bully says.
But the boy doesn't listen and pulls the trigger. By the time he is caught he shoots at least a dozen people, including a teacher.
He said he heard voices...
2 days earlier.
The familiar feel comes over Sam as he leaps. When it's over he finds himself in a school hallway. He looks around. Suddenly he is shoved to the ground.
"Hey dork. Do you like the taste of the ground?" A voice says.
Suddenly Sam's head is slammed against the ground over and over. By the time it's done his face is all bloodied up.
"Leave him alone!" Another voice says.
Sam is pulled up and he sees an older woman, probably a teacher frowning at something behind him.
"You go to class." The woman says to the person behind Sam.
To Sam she says, "I'm sorry about that. Why don't you go to the nurse's office?" The teacher asks.
Sam nods his head. He walks around confused. Sam looks inside his coat for any identification but sees something that makes his blood run cold. A rifle.
"Oh boy." Sam says.
Voices...
Sam stares at the rifle.
"Are you okay?" Another woman asks.
Sam quickly shuts his coat and smiles.
"Uh not really. Can you help me to the nurse's office?" Sam asks.
The woman smiles and directs Sam to a nearby office. The nurse winces when she sees the wounds.
"Can you please take off your coat so I can check you out?" The nurse asks.
The vision of the rifle flashes in Sam's head.
"Uh no. Please don't make me." Sam says.
The nurse smiles.
"I understand. You aren't the first boy to be shy. Now just sit down over here and let me clean up those wounds." The nurse says.
While she is cleaning and dressing the wounds thoughts flash through Sam's mind wondering why this boy would possibly bring a weapon to school.
"I know that weapons in schools are regular today but usually gang members are carrying them and this kid doesn't seem like a gang member." Sam thinks.
The nurse finishes up and tells Sam's teacher that he won't be coming to his home class. Sam thanks her and rests on the table contemplating this mystery. Sam hears the familiar sound of a door sliding open and he looks around for Al.
"Al?" Sam asks.
"What did you say?" The nurse asks.
"Uh I was just thinking about how my dad Al is doing." Sam responds.
Al steps out from the doorway and has a deep frown on his face.
"Hey Sam." Al says solemnly.
Sam nods his head.
"Ziggy knows why you are here. 100%." Al says.
Sam is surprised cause she has never been that sure and that quickly.
"In two days the boy you are in will come to school with a rifle and shoot at least a dozen kids and a teacher." Al says.
Sam's vision goes blurry and he feels nauseous. The nurse sees him and runs over to him.
"Oh my you are looking very pale. Maybe I should send you home." The nurse says.
Images race through Sam's mind. He sees what the boy may look like walking in calmly and raising the rifle. The sound of it going off echoes in his head.
"Tim? Tim are you okay?" The nurse asks.
Sam snaps out of it.
"No I'm not. I think maybe I should go home." Sam says.
The nurse smiles and lets him leave. Sam walks out the front door shakily and Al zeroes in on him.
"Sam what's wrong?" Al asks.
Sam goes into the corner and makes sure that nobody can see him. Then he opens up his coat and reveals the rifle. All the color leaves Al's face.
"But why would he bring the rifle two days early? That would leave him at a risk to get caught." Al wonders.
Sam and Al start walking down the street.
"I don't know Al. Ever since you told me, I have had visions. Disturbing visions of him doing it. He just walked in the school like nothing was wrong and then he fired on several students. Why would someone do that Al?" Sam asks.
"I don't know. In the present day it's happened many more times. They still haven't figured it out. The only thing they have figured out is that there is a common profile between most of the killers." Al says.
"Alone. We are all alone. They all hate us." A voice says.
"What did you say Al?" Sam asks.
"I said that the only thing they have found..." Al repeats.
Sam shakes his head.
"They are all alone. They think everybody hates them." Sam mutters.
Al looks up.
"Yeah sort of like that." Al says.
Al continues on but his words are drowned out by a voice in Sam's head.
"They all use us. They make us think that they like us." The voice says.
"They thought they were being used. That nobody really liked them." Sam mutters.
Al stops and stares.
"Sam what's wrong? You talk as if you know personally." Al says.
"I was like that in school. I was a geek and nobody seemed to like me." Sam says.
Sam continues to walk.
"Uh Sam. You don't know where this kid lives." Al says.
"1128 Horn Street." Sam mutters.
Al drops the pad and it disappears as soon as it leaves his hands. Sam continues to walk and Al just stands there.
"Uh Ziggy. How the hell did he know that?" Al asks.
Al listens and frowns.
"Yeah I know that Sam sometimes comes into a leap with a little knowledge but this is freaky." Al says.
Al bends down and picks the pad up.
"Ziggy center me on Sam." Al says.
Al disappears and reappears next to Sam who is in front of the house.
"Sam you can tell me if there is anything wrong." Al says.
But Sam just walks into the house and closes the door. In his bedroom Sam takes out the rifle and cleans it then puts it under his bed where he has kept it for weeks, waiting for the right time to use it. Sam lays down and stares at the wall. Suddenly faces appear on it. Faces of the bully and other mocking students.
"Hey dork." The bully taunts.
"Hey want to meet me at my house. We can play some games." A girl says seductively.
Al appears.
"Sam are you going to talk to me?" Al asks.
But Sam doesn't respond.
Al sighs and punches the door open.
"I'll be back later. I hope the cat has given your tongue back by then." Al says.
The door shuts and Al finds himself in the corridor outside the imaging chamber.
"Ziggy any updates on what the hell is going on with Sam?" Al asks.
"The only anomalies I am picking up are a slightly altered brain wave pattern. It maybe from a concussion." Ziggy responds.
"I hope so. I don't want to deal with another case of the leapee taking control of Sam." Al says.
He shivers when he remembers the time Sam leapt into Lee Harvey Oswald.
Al enters the main area.
"Has Beeks had any progress on the boy?" Al asks.
After a slight pause Ziggy responds.
"She says to come in and ask her yourself." Ziggy says.
Al sighs and heads to the visiting chamber. He walks in and sees Beeks sitting next to what looks like, as always Sam.
"Hello admiral. As you can see the boy is pretty mellow. I haven't been able to get much out of him since he arrived here." Beeks says.
Al looks at the boy who is just sitting there with his head hanging down.
"May I?" Al asks.
Beeks nods her head. Al walks over and sits down.
"Hey. I'm Albert. But you can call me Al. What's your name?" Al asks.
Al reaches out but the boy doesn't reach out.
"Timothy." The boy says meekly.
Beeks seems impressed.
"I know things must be confusing for you. I don't know how much you remember and which was punched full of holes. But you are going to be okay. A friend of mine is setting things right and then you will be sent back." Al says.
But this time Timothy doesn't respond.
Al sighs. He looks down and realizes that Timothy is looking at the reflection in the mirrored Table. He doesn't see himself.
"I know the image you see isn't right. But please trust me that everything will be okay." Al says.
Timothy looks up and suddenly his face turns to a young boy. But only for a fraction of a second. Al jumps up.
"What's wrong Admiral?" Beeks asks.
"I just saw him. No It's impossible!" Al responds.
He runs out of the room and into the corridor where he rests on the wall. His heart beating like crazy.
"What the hell was that? I have never seen anything in that room other than Sam's face." Al says.
He looks at his watch and decides he better go to sleep.
"Ziggy wake me up if anything strange happens to Sam." Al says.
"Pleasant dreams Al." Ziggy says.
But Al's doesn't dream. In fact he doesn't sleep at all for hours. When he finally does go to sleep he has nightmarish visions of Sam shooting a bunch of school kids with a rifle. Al wakes up in cold sweat.
"Ziggy what is the status of Sam?" Al asks.
"Sam is currently sleeping. As should you be." Ziggy says.
"Right." Al says.
The next morning Sam wakes up. His mom has already left for work and she probably didn't get home until late. Sam takes a shower and does his morning routine. He selects the big overcoat once more and pulls the rifle from beneath the bed.
"They are just going to use us you know. They must all pay for it." The voice says.
Sam leaves the house and walks to school. He walks into the main hallway.
"Hey dork. Ready for your daily floor kissing?" The bully says.
Sam just stands there and lets himself be shoved to the floor.
"Since you were such a good little boy yesterday, I won't slam your head this time. But kiss the floor." The bully says.
Sam just lies there and does nothing. The bully forces his face down to the floor then pulls it up by the hair.
"See you tomorrow." The bully says.
He shoves Sam against the lockers and walks away laughing. Sam touches his rifle.
"No it's not the right time yet. But soon they will all pay." The voice says.
The sound of a sliding doorway occurs and Al steps out. Sam gives him a look then turns away.
"Sam you are really freaking me out. Will you look at me and say something?" Al asks.
Sam looks at him.
"Hey Al." Sam says.
Al breathes a sigh of relief.
"Thank god. I have been working on the boy you leaped into. There is something seriously messed up about him." Al says.
Al sees Sam's arm in the coat again.
"You brought it again? What the hell is wrong with you?" Al asks.
Suddenly Sam gets down on his knees and holds his head and screams.
"Sam!" Al yells.
Suddenly Al starts to phase in and out.
"Ziggy what the hell is going on here?" Al yells.
Sam stops yelling and Al solidifies and stays that way.
"What interference? From where?" Al asks.
The answer he gets just makes him more upset.
"Well then find out what and fast. This leap is going downhill faster than a rolling rock." Al says.
"He hates us also. The man in that suit that is invisible to everybody else. He is merely using us. He doesn't want us to go home." The voice says but this time it's different. It's Sam's voice.
"I want to go home." Sam says.
"Huh? You can't go home again. You aren't injured." Al says confused.
"I want to go home and stop leaping. Why won't you let me go home?" Sam asks.
Al steps back.
"Uh Ziggy. What the hell is going on here!?" Al yells.
"Let me go home now!" Sam yells.
Sam picks takes out a knife. He then throws it at Al but it passes right through him.
"Uh I think I better get out of here." Al says.
He opens the door and quickly steps back through it. Sam gets on his knees again and screams.
"They all hate us. They all must die!" The voice says.
This time his screaming gets the attention of the principle. He walks over.
"Mister Raisin. I will have to ask you to keep it down out here." The principle says.
He looks down and sees the butt of the rifle and his eyes widen. He opens the coat and takes the rifle out.
"What the hell are you doing with this in school. You know the rules." The principle says.
"Give me my rifle!" Sam yells.
"That's it. You are expelled. And if I ever see you in this school again I will call the police!" The principle yells.
Sam reaches for the Rifle but the principle takes it and storms away.
"You'll regret that." Sam says in an eerie voice.
Sam leaves the school and returns home.
"Tomorrow is the right time. Return tomorrow and they will all pay." The voice says.
He takes out another rifle from his closet. He figured something like this might happen or he might lose it. He cleans it and tests it's aim by shooting out his mirror. He puts the rifle down and smiles. He lies in bed. At 11 pm he hears his mother at the front door. He left a note for her on the door about what happened. She storms upstairs.
"Timothy what the hell is this about bringing a rifle to school?" The mother demands.
But Sam doesn't respond.
"Answer me damn it!" The mother yells.
But Sam still doesn't respond. The mother slaps him hard. Suddenly Sam takes the rifle out and points it at her. The mother gasps.
"Don't you dare!" The mother yells.
"Kill her. She doesn't love us. If she did then she wouldn't be working all day and night. She would be home taking care of us." The voice says.
"Timothy you give me that gun right now!" The mother yells.
"You don't love me." Sam says.
He shoots her in the stomach and she looks down in shock.
"My name isn't Timothy." Sam says.
He shoots her again and she falls to the floor, a puddle of blood flowing beneath her.
"It's Sam." Sam says in an eerie voice.
Meanwhile in the present Al is once again trying to sleep but he can't.
"Admiral Sam his killed Timothy's mother." Ziggy says.
Al jumps up.
"What!" Al asks.
"That also happened in the original time line. I didn't tell you about it cause it wasn't in the main news report. Her dead body wasn't found until the night after his arrest." Ziggy says.
Al's blood drains from his face.
"How. Why?" Al asks.
"Admiral come to the waiting room immediately!" Beeks voice says.
Al runs into the room and finds Beeks is on the floor with a stab wound and Timothy is nowhere to be found. Al rushes to her side.
"What happened?" Al asks.
"I don't know how but suddenly a saw a young boy instead of Sam. He took my pen and stabbed me in the neck with it." Beeks responds weakly.
"Ziggy get emergency medical down here now!" Al yells.
Al raises Beeks up against the bench.
"It's going to be okay. Ziggy alert security to be on the lookout for Sam or a little boy or I don't know!" Al yells.
Al thinks about something at the last second.
"Do not kill him under any circumstances. Repeat do not kill him under any circumstances!" Al yells.
Meanwhile back in Sam's time he has just woken up. He hides his mother's corpse in the closet and doesn't bother to get ready. He simply takes the rifle out and reloads it.
"It's time. They will pay with their lives!" The voice says.
Sam walks to school slowly knowing that he has plenty of time. Meanwhile back in the project Al has cornered Timothy who has indeed turned into the appearance of the boy instead of Sam.
"Timothy. I know something is very wrong but you have to let us help you. And we can't if you don't go back into the room." Al says.
Timothy waves a knife that he got somehow in front of himself.
"You hate me. You just want me to die." Timothy says.
Al shakes his head.
"No that's just the voices inside of you telling you that." Beeks says.
Al sees Beeks stumbling down the hall.
"Get out of here!" Al yells.
Meanwhile back at the school Sam looks inside to make sure the principle isn't in the hallway. He then walks inside.
"Hey dork. Ready for your daily beatings?" A bully says.
The bully goes over and shoves Sam to the floor.
"Time to kiss the floor." The bully says.
Sam kicks back and catches the bully by surprise. He stands up quickly.
"You are going to pay for that." The bully says angrily.
Suddenly Sam pulls out a rifle.
"Hey man I was only kidding!" The bully says.
Sam pulls on the trigger but something is stopping him.
"Do it! Kill them all!" The voice yells.
The gun lowers and fires. The bullet hits the bully's foot and shatters the bone. The bully screams and falls to the floor. The sound attracts the attention of several other students. Sam points the rifle at them. He notices the principle calling on the phone looking at him. He points and shoots and blows the window out but only hits the wall.
"They all hate us! They all just use us!" The voice yells.
A girl appears and laughs.
"She has always used us! She lured us to her house so she could humiliate us! KILL HER!" The voice screams.
Sam shoots at her and it hits her in the head. Suddenly a shock runs through Sam's body and he drops the gun. He gets down on his hands and knees and cries. Suddenly half a dozen officers are all on top of him and subdue him. Meanwhile back at the project Al is still trying to talk to Timothy.
"Just give me the knife and I promise you won't get hurt." Al says.
Al starts to approach Timothy.
"Al no!" Beeks yells.
But it's too late as Timothy stabs him in the stomach. Beeks rushes forward and takes the knife. Timothy just stands there and lets her.
"Medical emergency!" Beeks screams.
Timothy is returned to his room just as Sam leaps out. In the emergency operating room the doctors remove the bullet but it's not good. Al has lost a lot of blood. Suddenly the heart monitor goes flat line.
"Damn give me the defibulator now!" The doctor yells.
The doctor puts the paddle on Al's chest.
"Clear!" The doctor yells.
But the heart monitor stays flat.
"Clear!" The doctor yells.
But the heart monitor stays flat.
"Clear!" The doctor yells.
But the heart....
Quantum leap is the property of Belsario.
Five years ago a man named Sam Beckett used his string theory to create the quantum leap accelerator.
Sam races through the dark.
He used it too early to continue funding. Because of this he is now lost in time.
Sam fires a gun at a target.
As he leaps from life to life, he changes on life at a time.
Sam holds a limp body in his hands as rain is pouring.
Hoping that each time that the next leap.
Sam is listening to parents talk.
Is the leap home?
Over the past few years a lot of incidents of school violence have occurred. Almost every case was similar, a boy going into school and shooting a bunch of his fellow students. The profile usually was the same, ignored picked on. But on particular one was different. Kip Kinkle in Springfield, Oregon. He said he heard voices...
A boy walks into school.
"Hey dork. Ready for your daily beatings?" A bully says.
The bully goes over and shoves the boy to the floor.
"Time to kiss the floor." The bully says.
The boy kicks back and catches the bully by surprise. He stands up quickly.
"You are going to pay for that." The bully says angrily.
Suddenly the boy pulls out a rifle.
"Hey man. Put that away. I was only kidding." The bully says.
But the boy doesn't listen and pulls the trigger. By the time he is caught he shoots at least a dozen people, including a teacher.
He said he heard voices...
2 days earlier.
The familiar feel comes over Sam as he leaps. When it's over he finds himself in a school hallway. He looks around. Suddenly he is shoved to the ground.
"Hey dork. Do you like the taste of the ground?" A voice says.
Suddenly Sam's head is slammed against the ground over and over. By the time it's done his face is all bloodied up.
"Leave him alone!" Another voice says.
Sam is pulled up and he sees an older woman, probably a teacher frowning at something behind him.
"You go to class." The woman says to the person behind Sam.
To Sam she says, "I'm sorry about that. Why don't you go to the nurse's office?" The teacher asks.
Sam nods his head. He walks around confused. Sam looks inside his coat for any identification but sees something that makes his blood run cold. A rifle.
"Oh boy." Sam says.
Voices...
Sam stares at the rifle.
"Are you okay?" Another woman asks.
Sam quickly shuts his coat and smiles.
"Uh not really. Can you help me to the nurse's office?" Sam asks.
The woman smiles and directs Sam to a nearby office. The nurse winces when she sees the wounds.
"Can you please take off your coat so I can check you out?" The nurse asks.
The vision of the rifle flashes in Sam's head.
"Uh no. Please don't make me." Sam says.
The nurse smiles.
"I understand. You aren't the first boy to be shy. Now just sit down over here and let me clean up those wounds." The nurse says.
While she is cleaning and dressing the wounds thoughts flash through Sam's mind wondering why this boy would possibly bring a weapon to school.
"I know that weapons in schools are regular today but usually gang members are carrying them and this kid doesn't seem like a gang member." Sam thinks.
The nurse finishes up and tells Sam's teacher that he won't be coming to his home class. Sam thanks her and rests on the table contemplating this mystery. Sam hears the familiar sound of a door sliding open and he looks around for Al.
"Al?" Sam asks.
"What did you say?" The nurse asks.
"Uh I was just thinking about how my dad Al is doing." Sam responds.
Al steps out from the doorway and has a deep frown on his face.
"Hey Sam." Al says solemnly.
Sam nods his head.
"Ziggy knows why you are here. 100%." Al says.
Sam is surprised cause she has never been that sure and that quickly.
"In two days the boy you are in will come to school with a rifle and shoot at least a dozen kids and a teacher." Al says.
Sam's vision goes blurry and he feels nauseous. The nurse sees him and runs over to him.
"Oh my you are looking very pale. Maybe I should send you home." The nurse says.
Images race through Sam's mind. He sees what the boy may look like walking in calmly and raising the rifle. The sound of it going off echoes in his head.
"Tim? Tim are you okay?" The nurse asks.
Sam snaps out of it.
"No I'm not. I think maybe I should go home." Sam says.
The nurse smiles and lets him leave. Sam walks out the front door shakily and Al zeroes in on him.
"Sam what's wrong?" Al asks.
Sam goes into the corner and makes sure that nobody can see him. Then he opens up his coat and reveals the rifle. All the color leaves Al's face.
"But why would he bring the rifle two days early? That would leave him at a risk to get caught." Al wonders.
Sam and Al start walking down the street.
"I don't know Al. Ever since you told me, I have had visions. Disturbing visions of him doing it. He just walked in the school like nothing was wrong and then he fired on several students. Why would someone do that Al?" Sam asks.
"I don't know. In the present day it's happened many more times. They still haven't figured it out. The only thing they have figured out is that there is a common profile between most of the killers." Al says.
"Alone. We are all alone. They all hate us." A voice says.
"What did you say Al?" Sam asks.
"I said that the only thing they have found..." Al repeats.
Sam shakes his head.
"They are all alone. They think everybody hates them." Sam mutters.
Al looks up.
"Yeah sort of like that." Al says.
Al continues on but his words are drowned out by a voice in Sam's head.
"They all use us. They make us think that they like us." The voice says.
"They thought they were being used. That nobody really liked them." Sam mutters.
Al stops and stares.
"Sam what's wrong? You talk as if you know personally." Al says.
"I was like that in school. I was a geek and nobody seemed to like me." Sam says.
Sam continues to walk.
"Uh Sam. You don't know where this kid lives." Al says.
"1128 Horn Street." Sam mutters.
Al drops the pad and it disappears as soon as it leaves his hands. Sam continues to walk and Al just stands there.
"Uh Ziggy. How the hell did he know that?" Al asks.
Al listens and frowns.
"Yeah I know that Sam sometimes comes into a leap with a little knowledge but this is freaky." Al says.
Al bends down and picks the pad up.
"Ziggy center me on Sam." Al says.
Al disappears and reappears next to Sam who is in front of the house.
"Sam you can tell me if there is anything wrong." Al says.
But Sam just walks into the house and closes the door. In his bedroom Sam takes out the rifle and cleans it then puts it under his bed where he has kept it for weeks, waiting for the right time to use it. Sam lays down and stares at the wall. Suddenly faces appear on it. Faces of the bully and other mocking students.
"Hey dork." The bully taunts.
"Hey want to meet me at my house. We can play some games." A girl says seductively.
Al appears.
"Sam are you going to talk to me?" Al asks.
But Sam doesn't respond.
Al sighs and punches the door open.
"I'll be back later. I hope the cat has given your tongue back by then." Al says.
The door shuts and Al finds himself in the corridor outside the imaging chamber.
"Ziggy any updates on what the hell is going on with Sam?" Al asks.
"The only anomalies I am picking up are a slightly altered brain wave pattern. It maybe from a concussion." Ziggy responds.
"I hope so. I don't want to deal with another case of the leapee taking control of Sam." Al says.
He shivers when he remembers the time Sam leapt into Lee Harvey Oswald.
Al enters the main area.
"Has Beeks had any progress on the boy?" Al asks.
After a slight pause Ziggy responds.
"She says to come in and ask her yourself." Ziggy says.
Al sighs and heads to the visiting chamber. He walks in and sees Beeks sitting next to what looks like, as always Sam.
"Hello admiral. As you can see the boy is pretty mellow. I haven't been able to get much out of him since he arrived here." Beeks says.
Al looks at the boy who is just sitting there with his head hanging down.
"May I?" Al asks.
Beeks nods her head. Al walks over and sits down.
"Hey. I'm Albert. But you can call me Al. What's your name?" Al asks.
Al reaches out but the boy doesn't reach out.
"Timothy." The boy says meekly.
Beeks seems impressed.
"I know things must be confusing for you. I don't know how much you remember and which was punched full of holes. But you are going to be okay. A friend of mine is setting things right and then you will be sent back." Al says.
But this time Timothy doesn't respond.
Al sighs. He looks down and realizes that Timothy is looking at the reflection in the mirrored Table. He doesn't see himself.
"I know the image you see isn't right. But please trust me that everything will be okay." Al says.
Timothy looks up and suddenly his face turns to a young boy. But only for a fraction of a second. Al jumps up.
"What's wrong Admiral?" Beeks asks.
"I just saw him. No It's impossible!" Al responds.
He runs out of the room and into the corridor where he rests on the wall. His heart beating like crazy.
"What the hell was that? I have never seen anything in that room other than Sam's face." Al says.
He looks at his watch and decides he better go to sleep.
"Ziggy wake me up if anything strange happens to Sam." Al says.
"Pleasant dreams Al." Ziggy says.
But Al's doesn't dream. In fact he doesn't sleep at all for hours. When he finally does go to sleep he has nightmarish visions of Sam shooting a bunch of school kids with a rifle. Al wakes up in cold sweat.
"Ziggy what is the status of Sam?" Al asks.
"Sam is currently sleeping. As should you be." Ziggy says.
"Right." Al says.
The next morning Sam wakes up. His mom has already left for work and she probably didn't get home until late. Sam takes a shower and does his morning routine. He selects the big overcoat once more and pulls the rifle from beneath the bed.
"They are just going to use us you know. They must all pay for it." The voice says.
Sam leaves the house and walks to school. He walks into the main hallway.
"Hey dork. Ready for your daily floor kissing?" The bully says.
Sam just stands there and lets himself be shoved to the floor.
"Since you were such a good little boy yesterday, I won't slam your head this time. But kiss the floor." The bully says.
Sam just lies there and does nothing. The bully forces his face down to the floor then pulls it up by the hair.
"See you tomorrow." The bully says.
He shoves Sam against the lockers and walks away laughing. Sam touches his rifle.
"No it's not the right time yet. But soon they will all pay." The voice says.
The sound of a sliding doorway occurs and Al steps out. Sam gives him a look then turns away.
"Sam you are really freaking me out. Will you look at me and say something?" Al asks.
Sam looks at him.
"Hey Al." Sam says.
Al breathes a sigh of relief.
"Thank god. I have been working on the boy you leaped into. There is something seriously messed up about him." Al says.
Al sees Sam's arm in the coat again.
"You brought it again? What the hell is wrong with you?" Al asks.
Suddenly Sam gets down on his knees and holds his head and screams.
"Sam!" Al yells.
Suddenly Al starts to phase in and out.
"Ziggy what the hell is going on here?" Al yells.
Sam stops yelling and Al solidifies and stays that way.
"What interference? From where?" Al asks.
The answer he gets just makes him more upset.
"Well then find out what and fast. This leap is going downhill faster than a rolling rock." Al says.
"He hates us also. The man in that suit that is invisible to everybody else. He is merely using us. He doesn't want us to go home." The voice says but this time it's different. It's Sam's voice.
"I want to go home." Sam says.
"Huh? You can't go home again. You aren't injured." Al says confused.
"I want to go home and stop leaping. Why won't you let me go home?" Sam asks.
Al steps back.
"Uh Ziggy. What the hell is going on here!?" Al yells.
"Let me go home now!" Sam yells.
Sam picks takes out a knife. He then throws it at Al but it passes right through him.
"Uh I think I better get out of here." Al says.
He opens the door and quickly steps back through it. Sam gets on his knees again and screams.
"They all hate us. They all must die!" The voice says.
This time his screaming gets the attention of the principle. He walks over.
"Mister Raisin. I will have to ask you to keep it down out here." The principle says.
He looks down and sees the butt of the rifle and his eyes widen. He opens the coat and takes the rifle out.
"What the hell are you doing with this in school. You know the rules." The principle says.
"Give me my rifle!" Sam yells.
"That's it. You are expelled. And if I ever see you in this school again I will call the police!" The principle yells.
Sam reaches for the Rifle but the principle takes it and storms away.
"You'll regret that." Sam says in an eerie voice.
Sam leaves the school and returns home.
"Tomorrow is the right time. Return tomorrow and they will all pay." The voice says.
He takes out another rifle from his closet. He figured something like this might happen or he might lose it. He cleans it and tests it's aim by shooting out his mirror. He puts the rifle down and smiles. He lies in bed. At 11 pm he hears his mother at the front door. He left a note for her on the door about what happened. She storms upstairs.
"Timothy what the hell is this about bringing a rifle to school?" The mother demands.
But Sam doesn't respond.
"Answer me damn it!" The mother yells.
But Sam still doesn't respond. The mother slaps him hard. Suddenly Sam takes the rifle out and points it at her. The mother gasps.
"Don't you dare!" The mother yells.
"Kill her. She doesn't love us. If she did then she wouldn't be working all day and night. She would be home taking care of us." The voice says.
"Timothy you give me that gun right now!" The mother yells.
"You don't love me." Sam says.
He shoots her in the stomach and she looks down in shock.
"My name isn't Timothy." Sam says.
He shoots her again and she falls to the floor, a puddle of blood flowing beneath her.
"It's Sam." Sam says in an eerie voice.
Meanwhile in the present Al is once again trying to sleep but he can't.
"Admiral Sam his killed Timothy's mother." Ziggy says.
Al jumps up.
"What!" Al asks.
"That also happened in the original time line. I didn't tell you about it cause it wasn't in the main news report. Her dead body wasn't found until the night after his arrest." Ziggy says.
Al's blood drains from his face.
"How. Why?" Al asks.
"Admiral come to the waiting room immediately!" Beeks voice says.
Al runs into the room and finds Beeks is on the floor with a stab wound and Timothy is nowhere to be found. Al rushes to her side.
"What happened?" Al asks.
"I don't know how but suddenly a saw a young boy instead of Sam. He took my pen and stabbed me in the neck with it." Beeks responds weakly.
"Ziggy get emergency medical down here now!" Al yells.
Al raises Beeks up against the bench.
"It's going to be okay. Ziggy alert security to be on the lookout for Sam or a little boy or I don't know!" Al yells.
Al thinks about something at the last second.
"Do not kill him under any circumstances. Repeat do not kill him under any circumstances!" Al yells.
Meanwhile back in Sam's time he has just woken up. He hides his mother's corpse in the closet and doesn't bother to get ready. He simply takes the rifle out and reloads it.
"It's time. They will pay with their lives!" The voice says.
Sam walks to school slowly knowing that he has plenty of time. Meanwhile back in the project Al has cornered Timothy who has indeed turned into the appearance of the boy instead of Sam.
"Timothy. I know something is very wrong but you have to let us help you. And we can't if you don't go back into the room." Al says.
Timothy waves a knife that he got somehow in front of himself.
"You hate me. You just want me to die." Timothy says.
Al shakes his head.
"No that's just the voices inside of you telling you that." Beeks says.
Al sees Beeks stumbling down the hall.
"Get out of here!" Al yells.
Meanwhile back at the school Sam looks inside to make sure the principle isn't in the hallway. He then walks inside.
"Hey dork. Ready for your daily beatings?" A bully says.
The bully goes over and shoves Sam to the floor.
"Time to kiss the floor." The bully says.
Sam kicks back and catches the bully by surprise. He stands up quickly.
"You are going to pay for that." The bully says angrily.
Suddenly Sam pulls out a rifle.
"Hey man I was only kidding!" The bully says.
Sam pulls on the trigger but something is stopping him.
"Do it! Kill them all!" The voice yells.
The gun lowers and fires. The bullet hits the bully's foot and shatters the bone. The bully screams and falls to the floor. The sound attracts the attention of several other students. Sam points the rifle at them. He notices the principle calling on the phone looking at him. He points and shoots and blows the window out but only hits the wall.
"They all hate us! They all just use us!" The voice yells.
A girl appears and laughs.
"She has always used us! She lured us to her house so she could humiliate us! KILL HER!" The voice screams.
Sam shoots at her and it hits her in the head. Suddenly a shock runs through Sam's body and he drops the gun. He gets down on his hands and knees and cries. Suddenly half a dozen officers are all on top of him and subdue him. Meanwhile back at the project Al is still trying to talk to Timothy.
"Just give me the knife and I promise you won't get hurt." Al says.
Al starts to approach Timothy.
"Al no!" Beeks yells.
But it's too late as Timothy stabs him in the stomach. Beeks rushes forward and takes the knife. Timothy just stands there and lets her.
"Medical emergency!" Beeks screams.
Timothy is returned to his room just as Sam leaps out. In the emergency operating room the doctors remove the bullet but it's not good. Al has lost a lot of blood. Suddenly the heart monitor goes flat line.
"Damn give me the defibulator now!" The doctor yells.
The doctor puts the paddle on Al's chest.
"Clear!" The doctor yells.
But the heart monitor stays flat.
"Clear!" The doctor yells.
But the heart monitor stays flat.
"Clear!" The doctor yells.
But the heart....