Part One (633 KB) - Whoa is (Not)
Part One (633 KB) - Whoa is (Not)
Part One (633 KB) - Whoa is (Not)
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"You know him"<br />
"No… wait, wasn't he the main guy from that Peter Jackson movie The Frighteners"<br />
Marty blinked. "What I've never heard of it."<br />
"It's one of those shows I got from some other universe. I’ve got lots of ‘em. You saw them that day."<br />
"Uh..."<br />
"Yeah. I think it's that one starring Michael J. Fox…<br />
Verne heard a click. "Marty MARTY"<br />
The teen had d<strong>is</strong>connected. Verne shrugged and went back to reading through h<strong>is</strong> father's e-mails. He<br />
went to the next one and grinned. ‘Sexy thing’ H<strong>is</strong> father<br />
From - EternalDensity@notoneofthem.com<br />
To - futureboy85@hillvalley-online.com<br />
Subject: nil<br />
Hi Marty.<br />
Troubled, confused, scared<br />
Don't be: th<strong>is</strong> <strong>is</strong> only a story.<br />
A tip: send threats or bribes to flaut<strong>is</strong>t_wannabe@hotmail.com.<br />
Yep, that's the author's addy.<br />
It might just work.<br />
P.S. In my universe, you and Doc are just a movie, a cool one.<br />
- Eternal Density *th<strong>is</strong> <strong>is</strong> heavy* 11<br />
**<br />
Marty buried h<strong>is</strong> head in h<strong>is</strong> hands as he sat in front of the computer reading h<strong>is</strong> latest e-mail.<br />
Troubled Yeah. Confused Definitely. Scared Very. And if the sender of the e-mail thought it<br />
would make things better by saying it was all only a story, whatever that meant, it was only making<br />
things worse. H<strong>is</strong> life was complicated enough as it was. The author's addy What author The<br />
sender's e-mail address. At notoneofthem.com. But he WAS one of them... he said he and Doc were<br />
just a movie...<br />
Marty couldn't bear it any longer. He couldn't bear all those people trying to convince him that he was<br />
fictional. He wasn't... he wasn't... he was real, wasn't he Marty stared desperately at the computer<br />
screen, as if begging it to reply. Wasn’t he<br />
Outside, the sun was setting. Marty m<strong>is</strong>erably shut down the computer, took h<strong>is</strong> skateboard and skated<br />
off.<br />
He spotted Jennifer outside Burger King with some of her friends. She turned, saw him, and came over,<br />
waving goodbye to her friends.<br />
“Going home” she asked.<br />
“Yeah,” Marty answered softly, flipping h<strong>is</strong> skateboard up into h<strong>is</strong> hand.<br />
Jennifer looked at him for a while, biting her lip. “Marty, what’s wrong” she asked after some time.<br />
“What d’you mean” he asked in return. “<strong>Not</strong>hing’s wrong…”<br />
11 Contributed by Eternal Density of FanFiction.Net