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

It is not to be confused with the one o’ clock wind, which is a very normal thing indeed.
Instead, this phenomenon is created when the wind from the Nexus blows in. For those who
do not know, there is a wind in the Nexus, fuelled by the vast amounts of untapped energy
here. Those who are cross-worlders – people whose parent’s were from different
dimensions – are able to partially manipulate this energy through sheer strength of mind.
When a person from a parallel universe feels the thirteen o’ clock wind, it means a portal to
the Nexus has opened in that world, and it is through that portal that the wind blows. By
some strange force, the person will immediately be drawn to the portal and get sucked in.
The portal will immediately close and the person will find himself or herself outside the
space-time continuum.
In the Nexus. 8
“Some places get it more than others,” Akner added, after his explanation of what the thirteen o’ clock
wind was. “The Kalibri plains, the Bermuda Triangle, the Ron Woodward High School’s janitor closet…
but mostly there’s no known pattern to the TOC wind’s behaviour. You’ll be going now, I suppose”
Jules and Verne looked at each other again.
“Yeah,” Jules said. “How… how do we get out of here”
“Just set your destination for some place that does exist in the space-time continuum, and you should
be fine. I can’t say for certain that it would work, but at worst, you’ll just end up back here. Good luck…
where’re you going”
“We need fuel,” Jules replied, digging into the trashcan and emerging with an armful of junk. He
dumped them on the ground near the DeLorean, then began putting pieces of it into Mr. Fusion until
there was enough. Done, he got into the time machine.
Akner watched Jules set the destination time and shut the door. Then he waved goodbye and walked
off as the DeLorean’s hover circuits were activated, and the vehicle rose up into the air.
“Here goes nothing,” Jules muttered shakily under his breath. He hit the accelerator, they broke eightyeight,
and they left the Nexus.
The same coloured lights flashed by them. A huge jolt shook through the DeLorean, and then suddenly
they saw their house down below, just as they had left it.
Hands still trembling slightly, Jules parked the time vehicle back in its original position; and then he just
sat there, still.
From inside the house came the faint sounds of movie gunfire through the soundproofed walls.
“Are we back” Verne asked.
Jules nodded slowly. “We’re back.”
Seconds of silence passed between the two boys.
“Sorry. About the batteries,” Verne said.
“It’s all right. We’d better get back in before Marty suspects something is up.”
“Okay.”
The brothers left the DeLorean and went back into the house and into the secret room, where Marty
gave them no more than a quick glance before returning his attention to the movie again.
When Emmett and Clara came back that night, the two boys were already in bed and Marty was up,
reading one of Verne’s comics and waiting for them.
“Did they give you any trouble” Doc asked, shutting the door.
8 This entry about the thirteen o’clock wind was written by my brother.