for 88miles

[timecircuiton]

The street was relatively quiet for that time of night. No one around to see the three flashes of light before a silver car streaked out of a hole in time and space at 88 mph onto the plastic road. Doc slowed down the Dolorean quickly, just barely keeping it on the road that took a turn that wasn't there in 1985. Good thing he had good reflexes.

The Dolorean skids to a halt in front of a billboard that's advertising prefabricated houses "coming soon" to this spot and encouraging passersby to reserve theirs today. The gullwing door hisses open as Doc opens it. Looking around as if he expected the future to blow up in their faces at any moment. He had good reason for such suspicions.

Had they indeed made it to the future?

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[88miles]

Marty himself is about to respond about Einstein when he also notes the car, listens to the cop. The cop that talks about curfews and goggles apparently being regulation. What goggles? But he doesn't say anything, doesn't get the chance to or want to make it worse by questioning her further before she drives off again.

After which he gives Doc a Look. One he probably knows all too well, given Marty's almost perpetual confusion and feeling over his head each time they've traveled through time at least at some point in their adventuring.

"Well. That explains how quiet the streets are. No idea what she meant about the goggles but I guess we'll have to figure something on that before we head back here tomorrow?"

[timecircuiton]

Granted they could just take the Dolorean make it to daylight in a matter of minutes. Doc wanted some answers first. He strides down the street, heading for the cinema. Surely a business like that would be open, right?

Wrong. There's a holographic paper on the door saying in no uncertain terms that the place was scheduled for demolition due to lack of interest. It wasn't the only one, there seemed to be quite a few small businesses that were going out of business.

Doc ponders to himself, as if forgetting Marty is still with him, "We may be on the brink of a complete makeover of the town. If business is this bad..." He squints at the paper again. "Great Scott! Look!"

The new owner of the buildings?
Mcfly Demolition Incorporated.

[88miles]

They could easily try that. But it seems better to possibly try a bit more digging first. Or, in Marty and Doc's minds anyway, regardless of whether they should be somewhere or not.

Which, well. What they do find when they check the cinema only raises more questions as a result of said curiosity, as Marty follows, about to respond when he also notices the owner.

"W-wait, what? Is this....me 'McFly' Or.....?"

To be fair, given the time of their destination, and previous encounters with his parents and kid with their adventures. It's not a bad question.

[timecircuiton]

"Theoretically, yes, but it could be any of your offspring as well." Since they had previously repaired the past, how Marty and his family turned out was a mystery. Doc quickly turns around, covering the paper with his back as if that might prevent Marty from seeing it.

"Perhaps we should not have come here." His mantra was always one shouldn't know too much about their own future. However, Marty usually was the one to talk him out of that kind of thinking.

They needed more information. But what was the future equivalent of a newspaper they could get their hands on? They also needed to get off the street before that policewoman came back.

[88miles]

"I guess so. But hey, we're here now. We'll figure it out. Just lie low and snoop around. Same as we did last time in the future."

Because that went so well with Jennifer and all. Still, this is different and they've both learned from that by now. Marty hopes, and figures. That's the important thing, learning from past mistakes and all, right? He catches enough of the signs to register his last name but not the details with Doc turning and covering more with his body in the way.

"For now, shall we head back to your place? We can brainstorm there and try figure things before coming back tomorrow and looking around properly."

It seems as good a plan as any, if he is to try talk Doc out of immediately leaving right here and now for the Delorean and back to the past.