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

“AAAAAAHHHH!”
Marty hit his bedroom floor with a loud thump, and the images of the Construct dissolved into the reality
of his darkened room.
Hyperventilating, he looked wildly around as though Neo or Trinity might suddenly pop up with a
chopping knife and have him for dinner; but nothing happened. Just another nightmare… I should be
grateful, Marty thought. These days it wasn’t often that his nightmares turned out to be real nightmares.
The teen ran a quick check over himself. He was human. Human. Marty suddenly felt stupid for
actually seeing the need to make sure.
Climbing back into his bed, Marty lay down and sighed.
That was the last time he was watching The Matrix before bedtime.
Chapter Eighteen
18 th December 1985, Wednesday
San Dimas, California
Bill and Ted sat on the steps of Bill’s house and gazed out at the road as they waited for Lewis to drive
them to Hill Valley for the band competition.
“Hill Valley,” Bill mused. “That’s a strange name, dude. How can it be a hill and a valley at the same
time”
“Maybe it changes,” Ted said. “At night, when everyone’s asleep.”
“Dude, someone would notice if that happened.”
“Yeah, so that’s why they called it Hill Valley!” Ted concluded triumphantly. He grinned.
“It must be a most heinous town to live in, if the ground keeps changing,” Bill said thoughtfully.
“Yeah.”
They sat in silence for a while.
“I had a totally bodacious dream last night, dude,” Ted said. “I was riding up a mountain on a
motorcycle with the headlights off, and then I crashed into the mountain.”
“No way!”
“Yes way.”
“Bogus.”
“Yeah. It was totally heinous.”
A van pulled up and Lewis hopped out. “Are you two ready” he shouted. “We’re running late!”
Bill and Ted looked up.
“Come on!” Lewis yelled. “Move it.”
Bill and Ted grabbed their bags and ran over to the van, where they piled in at the back.
Lewis got into the driver’s seat. “All right,” he said, rubbing his palms together. “Hill Valley, here we
come. We’ll be there in six hours; five hours if we go fast, four hours if we go really fast.” He floored the
accelerator, and the van speeded off.
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