Part One (633 KB) - Whoa is (Not)

etc etc etc). They managed that, but of all things, Biff had to see them and take the DeLorean back to
make himself rich and mutilate the timeline. But they didn’t know, of course, so they’d got into the
returned time machine and attempted to return home. Didn’t work. They’d managed to get to 1985,
fine, but in some nightmarish alternate timeline. Went back to 1955 again to stop Biff, succeeded, so
that was two successes against three failures.
Next, they’d tried to get back home again, but the DeLorean with Doc in it got struck by lightning, and
was zapped back into the Old West. Two against four. Marty went after him but in the end, Doc never
followed him back; so much for his rescue mission. Two against five. And that most recent episode last
month, which alone probably had examples of at least ten incidents in which they never ended up where
they intended to be.
Marty grimaced. Times like this, he felt as though his life were some Steven Spielberg movie.
Maybe it is, he thought with a sudden chill of realisation, remembering BTTF.com. But there was no
way he was going back to that site just to check if Mr. Spielberg had had any part in the movie. Things
were creepy enough as it were…
Marty read through the e-mail again. He needed a break, that much was sure, what with the upcoming
competition and the usual stresses of life; and what better way to get away from it all than a night spent
babysitting Doc’s children
Doubts about the safety of the short time trip he would have to make to Doc’s house rose again in his
mind, but Marty pushed them back down. He was just going there for a few hours and then getting back
home. It wasn’t as if Doc was asking him to go save the universe again… it’d just be a nice, quiet,
uneventful night with the Brown kids…
From - futureboy85@hillvalley-online.com
To - julesvernefan@yahoo.com
Subject: RE: Are you free
Sure, I’ll come. When are you picking me up I’ll be waiting outside the garage.
Just to check: the machines are safe, right You haven’t been adding on any new gadgets
or anything
- Marty
Doc must have been online waiting for a reply, because his own came quickly.
From - julesvernefan@yahoo.com
To - futureboy85@hillvalley-online.com
Subject: Are you free
Yes, they’re perfectly safe. I’ll come get you with the DeLorean at 6pm tomorrow your time.
- Doc
Mary smiled at the thought of being able to see his friend again so soon, but then his smile faded a little
as he remembered the ripple thing he’d seen two days before. Things weren’t normal, that much he had
an idea of. What exactly was going on, or if anything outside the normal time travel stuff was going on
in the first place, he didn’t know. Perhaps the ripple was a side effect of the Internet travelling from 2004
to 1985 whenever he switched on the computer. Maybe. Maybe not.
The website BTTF.com kept nagging at him. It scared him, but at the same time invoked in him a
curiosity to find out just what it was all about. His first visit hadn’t revealed much… but he didn’t dare
return, didn’t dare to…
Did that mean that other people were right, and he was chicken after all
Nobody called him chicken. Nobody.
Trying to push his growing fear aside, Marty firmly typed the site address into the address bar and hit
the ‘enter’ key. The page opened to a black background with the words ‘www.bttf.com’ scrolling across
it in bright letters. Marty moved the cursor over to ‘skip intro’ and clicked.