Chapter Ten: Reliving A Nightmare

It was dark and cold. Lisa could see her breath in front of
her. She was in the parking lot of a mall, standing beside
Marty, who was operating Doc Brown’s JVC video camera.
Two pine trees stood across the way and a glowing sign
was on top of a hill. Doc himself was standing beside a
gleaming DeLorean time machine, newly tested and ready
for its maiden voyage.

Beside them, there was a large white truck parked by a
light, reading: DR. E. BROWN ENTERPRISES 24 HOUR
SCIENTIFIC SERVICES and a sheepdog, Doc’s dog,
Einstein, was sitting obediently inside, wearing a doggy-
style radiation suit.

Doc opened the door to the DeLorean and cleared his
throat. “I, Dr. Emmett Brown, am about to embark on an
historic journey.” He paused, then laughed. “What am I
thinking of? I almost forgot to bring extra plutonium. How
do I ever expect to get back? One pellet, one trip. I must be
out of my mind.”

Suddenly, Einstein began to bark. Lisa frowned. There was
a warning in those barks.

“What is it, Einie?” Doc asked.

The dog turned his head pointedly toward the truck’s
windshield. Lisa followed his gaze and gasped. “Doc,
look!” She pointed to a van down the road, which was just
switching on its headlights.

Doc came closer to Lisa for a better look, his hand sliding
across the open gull-wing door. His face showed a look of
abject terror. “Oh, my God,” he said in a dull voice. “They
found me. I don’t know how, but they found me.” He made
a break for it. “Run for it, you two!”

Lisa and Marty, who was still running the camera, turned
to face Doc. “Who? Who?”

Doc stopped against the door of the truck to point. “Who
do you think? The Libyans!”

The younger two of the group followed the direction of
Doc’s finger. A man was now sticking his upper torso out
of the van, shouting in Arabic, holding a gun, ready to fire.

“Holy shit!” Marty cried, pulling Lisa’s arm and ducking
down with her behind the DeLorean as the bullets shot
towards them.

Doc covered himself as they ricocheted off the van. “I’ll
draw their fire!” he shouted, picking up a gun out of a red
toolbox. He tried firing, but the gun wasn’t loaded. More
bullets shot to him, bouncing off the truck.

“Doc, wait!” Lisa shouted, petrified, breathing hard and
hearts pounding so loud she could hear them.

The scientist was ducking his way along the truck, but the
van stopped right in his path. Doc raised his arms in
surrender and threw his gun away.

Lisa’s breath caught in her throat. No…no…

The Libyan man fired upon Doc, the bullets tearing into
him. He fell backward onto the pavement, his face covered
by the front of the truck.

Lisa felt as if the bullets had torn her apart from the inside.
Her eyes brimmed with tears. A cry came, but from herself,
Marty, or both, she couldn’t be sure, nor did she care…

“NOOOOOOO!”

End chapter ten.

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