Running Out Of Time
Chapter 15
1895

It was now about 9:30 at night. The couple and the 2 Ghostbusters walked along the railroad tracks into the somewhat rustic setting of 1895 Hill Valley. Jennifer looked in shear amazement, as Marty, Dan and Eduardo just shrugged.

Eduardo: I have to ask, why did we park the time machine so far away?

Marty: It was the safest plan the last time, and I guess it was the safest this time.

Jennifer: I can't believe it! We're really in the past! Can you believe this, Marty?

Marty: Trust me, Jen... I believe it.

Dan: Jennifer, as much as you are overwhelmed by the fact that you have just traveled time, please... try not to draw attention to yourself.

Jennifer: What does that mean?

Marty: What he means is, try to act natural. You can't let people know you're from another time.

They walked off the tracks, and into town. They walked up the main street, which was only lighted by the lamps from the inside of the buildings. It was quiet, except for the horses that neighed as they stood tied at the hitching posts waiting for their riders. Marty suddenly fell forward, but caught himself, as he looked back...

Marty: Watch where you step.

It was too late, for Eduardo had stepped into a pile of horse manure...

Eduardo: Oh, man! I hate it here!

He tried to drag his foot onto the ground to get the manure off his boot. He finally gave up, and just walked. They walked up the saloon, but before they walked in, Dan turned to them...

Dan: Um, Eddy, Jennifer, you guys stay out here. Alright?

Eduardo: Sure. Whatever, man.

Jennifer nodded her head. Dan and Marty walked in. Everyone stared at the two newcomers. As they walked to the counter, a number of people cringed as they passed. Some stood up, and walked back. Dan turned to Marty, and talked under his breath...

Dan: What's with these people?

Marty: I don't know. It's like they've seen the devil.

As they walked to the counter, Marty recognized the bartender from his last trip. He was actually happy to see him...

Marty: Hey, Bartend! Long time, no see!

The bartender backed himself into the liquor rack behind him, as he took a double take...

Bartend: Oh, Holy Ghost!

Dan: Ghost? ::looks around:: Where?

Marty elbowed him.

Bartend: Clint Eastwood. Hell, we all heard you fell into the ol' ravine 10 years ago! We thought you were dead!

Dan: ::under breath:: Clint Eastwood?

Marty: ::under breath:: Don't ask. ::regular voice:: Yeah, well... uh... How did you come to that?

Bartend: Wasn't it you that hijacked that train, after you fought ol' Mad Dog Tannen, and left with Emmett Brown?

Marty: Uh, no. That wasn't me.

Dan took off his hat, and scratched his head, when the 3 town drunks at the table not too far from the bar started to poke fun at Dan...

Drunk 1: And look what he dragged in with him.

Drunk 2: Hell, Chinese dress better than that!

Drunk 3: And look at that piece of Indian headdress!

Drunk 2: "Chi-ca-go Black-hawks." Is that some kinda of injgin tribe or somethin'?

Dan turned back to the bar and rolled his eyes...

Dan: It was at one time, monkey-fucks.

Marty: Just ignore them.

Bartend: Well, who's your friend?

Dan: Oh, my name is... uh... Ashley Williams. But my friends call me Ash.

Bartend: Oh. Ok, Ash, Mr. Eastwood... What can I do you far?

Marty: I was wondering if you've seen Emmett Brown around. Da-Ash here needs to talk to him.

Bartend: What do you want with him?

Dan: I think that's a bit of a privet matter, so I'm not going to say.

Bartend: Oh. Ok then. He moved out to Riverdale a couple of years ago. I see him every once and a while... Look, can I get you boys a drink?

Marty: I take it you still don't have ice water?

The bartender and Marty laughed a little, but Dan didn't quite get it. He figure he'd be better off not asking...

Bartend: I guess that'll be a no for you then. How 'bout you, Ash?

Dan: No thanks. I don't drink.

Bartend: Oh, come on, son! Anybody who's anybody drinks 'round here.

Dan: Yeah, and anybody can turn up like those 3 morons over at that table.

Drunk 1: Was he talkin' 'bout us?

The other 2 shrugged.

Marty: Well, thanks for the offer anyway, but we really should be going. Thanks again.

Bartend: Anytime, Mr. Eastwood.

Marty and Dan left the saloon, and found Eduardo and Jennifer standing outside waiting.

Eduardo: So, what's the deal?

Marty: He's in Riverdale.

Jennifer: Riverdale?! That's about a 5 mile walk!

Eduardo: What?! You mean we have to walk all that way again?!

Dan: Hold on, I've got a better idea. When was this town estated?

Marty: Uh... Damn, I wish I could remember Hill County History!

Dan: You think that's bad? Wait till you learn Cook County History... now that's a treat!

Jennifer: I think it was founded in 1892.

Dan: Good, that means we can go get the DeLorean, and just drive there instead because there's barely anyone there. And since it's around 10 at night, no one will be awake to see the DeLorean drive into town.

Eduardo: And how is this better, man?

Dan: Because it was a 3 mile walk from the cave, and it's 5 to Riverdale?

Eduardo: ::pause:: Ok, lets get the DeLorean.

Marty: Yeah. Come on, "Ash."

Dan: After you, "Clint."