Running Out Of Time
Chapter 25
Rigor Marty
10:16 PM
The DeLorean flew around the edge of the now wet and rainy Hill Valley of 1955. Doc was driving, and Dan had his door open with the PKE meter in hand. He kept close watch on the meter, as he surveyed the area.
Doc: Anything let?
Dan: Nada. Are you sure he didn't park the train someplace on the inside of town?
Doc: Biff may not be that smart, but I know he's not that stupid, either. He knows how to avoid questions, and one of the ways he does it is by doing certain things in places where there's less people. In a way, he doesn't want to waste time.
Dan: I guess that makes sense.
The meter suddenly spiked a weak reading, as the metallic screech became louder.
Dan: Doc, I'm getting a reading about 1 mile southeast of here!
Doc: Big?
Dan: No. Very small.
Doc landed the DeLorean. Both men stepped out into the pouring rain, as Dan walked around to get the bearings of the meter readings. Once Dan figured out were the reading were coming from, he rushed in the direction. It was then, Dan saw something that damn near gave him a heart attack...
Dan: DOC! DOC! Get over here, quick!
Dan flipped on the light on the pack, as Doc rushed over...
Doc: What is it?! It looks like someone gave you a scare!
Dan: Man, you don't know the severity of it!
Dan pointed to the ground, where the soaked body of Marty McFly laid. Doc completely flipped out...
Doc: OH MY GOD! It's Marty!
Dan bent down, and took his pulse...
Dan: Oh, Christ, thank God! He's still alive, but he's weak. We need to get him to the DeLorean!
Dan and Doc lifted up Marty, and carried him back to the time machine. They put him in the passenger seat, and Dan checked his eyes to see if his pupils were dilated. Doc went back to the futuristic bag in the trunk, and grabbed a small bottle of smelling salts. He stuck it under Marty's nose, and he came to...
Marty: Huh? What the hell...
Dan: Whoa, it's ok. Take it easy.
Marty: Dan? Doc? Where am I?
Doc: We're one mile out of town in 1955.
Marty then remembered what happened...
Marty: Biff! That bastard!
Marty tried to get out of the car, when Dan pushed him back in the seat, trying to get him to calm himself...
Dan: Calm down. What... happened?
Marty: Biff shot me! He shot me with that pistol!
Doc: What?
Marty: Biff landed the train right here, took all of us out of the train, and threatened me to tell him where the book was, or...
Dan: Or what?
Marty: Or he was going to shoot Jennifer. Right after I told him, he shot me.
Dan: Motherfu...!
Doc: Biff must of found out who you were, and now he's extremely determined to get his future changed. He's going to do anything to make sure it goes his way, and he thought killing you was going to stop it!
Marty looked at his shirt, which now had a large black spot on it. He looked back up at Dan...
Marty: Hold on, if he shot me... why am I not dead?
Dan: I always leave my pistol power level on a low setting when I'm not using it, so if someone steals it, they can't kill anyone, just knock them out. Biff must not of figured out how to reset the power level.
Marty: Doc, he knows where the book is! We have to go get the book before young Biff gets it!
Doc: Right! First, we get the book, then we get the 1985 Biff and the time machine!
Dan: Alright, this time, I'm taking the captain's chair!
Dan rushed to the driver side. Marty and Doc squeezed into the passenger seat...
Marty: A little tight.
Dan: Well, that's Italian-designed sports cars for ya. Not meant for more than 2 people.
Doc: I thought DeLorean was American?
Dan: The dude from Lotus designed the body. Lotus is Italian.
Marty and Doc: Oh.
The car lifted off the ground, and sped towards Lyon Estates.
Chapter 25
Rigor Marty
10:16 PM
The DeLorean flew around the edge of the now wet and rainy Hill Valley of 1955. Doc was driving, and Dan had his door open with the PKE meter in hand. He kept close watch on the meter, as he surveyed the area.
Doc: Anything let?
Dan: Nada. Are you sure he didn't park the train someplace on the inside of town?
Doc: Biff may not be that smart, but I know he's not that stupid, either. He knows how to avoid questions, and one of the ways he does it is by doing certain things in places where there's less people. In a way, he doesn't want to waste time.
Dan: I guess that makes sense.
The meter suddenly spiked a weak reading, as the metallic screech became louder.
Dan: Doc, I'm getting a reading about 1 mile southeast of here!
Doc: Big?
Dan: No. Very small.
Doc landed the DeLorean. Both men stepped out into the pouring rain, as Dan walked around to get the bearings of the meter readings. Once Dan figured out were the reading were coming from, he rushed in the direction. It was then, Dan saw something that damn near gave him a heart attack...
Dan: DOC! DOC! Get over here, quick!
Dan flipped on the light on the pack, as Doc rushed over...
Doc: What is it?! It looks like someone gave you a scare!
Dan: Man, you don't know the severity of it!
Dan pointed to the ground, where the soaked body of Marty McFly laid. Doc completely flipped out...
Doc: OH MY GOD! It's Marty!
Dan bent down, and took his pulse...
Dan: Oh, Christ, thank God! He's still alive, but he's weak. We need to get him to the DeLorean!
Dan and Doc lifted up Marty, and carried him back to the time machine. They put him in the passenger seat, and Dan checked his eyes to see if his pupils were dilated. Doc went back to the futuristic bag in the trunk, and grabbed a small bottle of smelling salts. He stuck it under Marty's nose, and he came to...
Marty: Huh? What the hell...
Dan: Whoa, it's ok. Take it easy.
Marty: Dan? Doc? Where am I?
Doc: We're one mile out of town in 1955.
Marty then remembered what happened...
Marty: Biff! That bastard!
Marty tried to get out of the car, when Dan pushed him back in the seat, trying to get him to calm himself...
Dan: Calm down. What... happened?
Marty: Biff shot me! He shot me with that pistol!
Doc: What?
Marty: Biff landed the train right here, took all of us out of the train, and threatened me to tell him where the book was, or...
Dan: Or what?
Marty: Or he was going to shoot Jennifer. Right after I told him, he shot me.
Dan: Motherfu...!
Doc: Biff must of found out who you were, and now he's extremely determined to get his future changed. He's going to do anything to make sure it goes his way, and he thought killing you was going to stop it!
Marty looked at his shirt, which now had a large black spot on it. He looked back up at Dan...
Marty: Hold on, if he shot me... why am I not dead?
Dan: I always leave my pistol power level on a low setting when I'm not using it, so if someone steals it, they can't kill anyone, just knock them out. Biff must not of figured out how to reset the power level.
Marty: Doc, he knows where the book is! We have to go get the book before young Biff gets it!
Doc: Right! First, we get the book, then we get the 1985 Biff and the time machine!
Dan: Alright, this time, I'm taking the captain's chair!
Dan rushed to the driver side. Marty and Doc squeezed into the passenger seat...
Marty: A little tight.
Dan: Well, that's Italian-designed sports cars for ya. Not meant for more than 2 people.
Doc: I thought DeLorean was American?
Dan: The dude from Lotus designed the body. Lotus is Italian.
Marty and Doc: Oh.
The car lifted off the ground, and sped towards Lyon Estates.
