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When Worlds Collide and Go Kaboom: Chapter 2
19 December 2015
Hill Valley, California
There was a bright flash of light as the DeLorean appeared out of nowhere, knocking another airborne car off course. The latter's driver struggled to steady his car, then wound down his window and stuck his head out.
"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING YOU…"
Another car's driver wound down his window and looked out angrily.
"Are you talking to me?"
"NO! I'M TALKING TO T…" He turned, but the DeLorean had flown off.
"Doc, what's going on?" Marty yelled, as the car swerved violently to avoid a flying taxi. He was tossed a newspaper cutting in response.
"Read this!"
Marty looked down at the piece of newspaper, which was covered all over with various colourful illustrations.
"Comic strips?"
The car swerved again, causing the 17-year-old to feel more than slightly nauseous.
"Turn the page!"
"Oh." Marty flipped the paper over just as the time vehicle put down in an alleyway. The doors opened and the two time travelers got out. Eyes still glued to the newspaper, flipped back to the comic strip side, Marty just missed banging his head on the car roof again. He swung round and glared at it, as if daring it to hit him, turning the newspaper cutting back over again as he did so.
Marty looked back at the paper and read through the article headings.
"'Four Headed Chicken Born'… 'Marshmallows Found to Increase Lifespan'… 'Passengers Killed by Cancelled Train'… 'Talking Broccoli Grown'… 'Ice-skating Budgerigars…'"
"It's the last article!" Doc shouted from behind, as the latter moved towards the car boot and opened it.
"Uh…" Marty scanned the bottom of the page. "Okay. Found it."
"'20th December 2015… Martin McFly Jr., the victim of yesterday's car accident, died in hospital this after noon. The driver of the car concerned, Jake Rulb, 36, confessed to have been engrossed in a TV show as he brought the car to land and thus did not see the boy. Martin Jr. was admitted to the Hill Valley General Hospital after suffering major injuries to several parts of his body…'"
Marty looked up, a somewhat stunned look on his face, to see Doc rummaging in the car boot.
"He died?"
"Yeah," Doc replied.
As if in a sort of trance, Marty continued staring ahead at nothing in particular.
"They can breed four headed chickens but they can't save a car accident victim?"
"The future is a strange place. Here… get these on." The scientist chucked Marty the bunch of clothes he had worn on his last trip to the future.
Marty caught the clothes but was still in a daze.
"They can grow talking broccoli but they can't…"
"MARTY!"
The teen jumped.
"Huh? What?" Marty looked down at the clothes, as if he'd just realized they were there. "Oh."
"We've got to hurry. There isn't much time left. The accident took place outside the Hill Valley Clocktower. The time now is… 7:35 am. You've got less than half an hour. Do whatever you can to prevent that accident… even if it means being seen."
"Okay…"
Suddenly, the lid of the car boot slammed down on Doc's head and he fell, unconscious, to the ground. Time machines are hazardous to your health.
"DOC!"
Marty rushed to his friend's side to try and revive him, but nothing happened. Checking his pulse, Marty decided that he was still alive, and managed to get him into the car. Then, he saw the time circuits.
It was 7:40 am. He had to go.
Marty donned the futuristic clothes, took one last look at his friend and then set off for the clock tower. He ran, avoiding all the trashcans he could.
Time was of the essence.
TO BE CONTINUED… Please
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