Day 11 and fin.
January 5, 1999
10:02 AM
Sarah had returned to the library first thing in the morning to print off her blueprints.
Everyone else had agreed to meet up later in the morning, at approximately 10:00 AM. The first ones to arrive nearly right on time were Carly and Nick. Cliff, who drove them, would be in next, after he parked the car. However, the two of them looked around and could not find her anywhere.
The went over to the computers where they met her first and the only sign that someone had been there was one of the monitors was still on and someone was logged in. Up on the screen was a messenger conversation.
archaicfallacies: Hey.
ialwaysapologize11: How are you doing this right now?
archaicfallacies: I know who and where you are.
archaicfallacies: Don't be scared.
archaicfallacies: Go ahead, say something Sarah. I don't bite.
archaicfallacies: Sarah
archaicfallacies: why don't we talk about the time machine?
ialwaysapologize11: Who are you?
archaicfallacies: I am who you have to thank for this experience.
ialwaysapologize11: What?
archaicfallacies: I brought you here. Everyone. The time machine was my invention
archaicfallacies: I know you wanted to do me a solid and fix it, but I don't have any intention of letting anyone go back.
ialwaysapologize11: **** off. We're building our own. We don't need you.
archaicfallacies: I know. But about that...
archaicfallacies: I suggest you turn around now.
The conversation ended there.
"What the hell does this mean? What happened?" Carly asked.
"I don't have a clue. Do you think he'll respond?" Nick asked as he sat down by the computer.
ialwaysapologize11: Where'd you take her?
They waited, but there was no response.
At this point, Cliff entered the library and joined them.
"Cliff, take a look at this." Nick said.
"Wow... So we don't know where Sarah is?"
"No."
"I have an idea. I'm not proud of it, but I do have some background in hacking. I can try to find his IP address, and then his coordinates." Cliff said.
"Well, it sounds like that's our only option. I'm glad one of us has that skill." Nick said.
Cliff got to work. In the mean time, Amy and Jason arrived. Carly and Nick got them up to speed.
"Okay. So now we just wait?" Amy asked.
Carly shrugged. "It seems helpless, but it won't do us any good to leave."
Everyone agreed.
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Several hours passed, and then Cliff shouted, "Eureka!"
"What?!" The rest all shouted back in unison.
"I've got it. I know where it came from."
He pulled up a virtual map on the internet and typed in some coordinates.
It directed them to a house in a suburb about 20 minutes away.
"I say we go there and see what's up." Cliff said.
Everyone was on board.
They left the library and piled in to the car.
About 20 minutes later, they arrived at a house in an eastern Seattle neighborhood. It was pretty nice, appearing to have a new paint job and sophisticated landscaping.
"You sure this is it?" Carly asked.
"Positive." Cliff responded.
"Alright. Let's go in."
"Someone should stay behind in case something goes wrong, so they can drive to the police station."
"I'll stay." Jason volunteered.
Amy looked at him. "Jason, I'm hoping this goes alright, but if it dosen't, I just wanted to say that I think you're very awesome, and are going to make a woman so very happy some day. If we were at the same school, I think I'd feel differently." She gave him a peck on the cheek, and then stepped out of the car with the others. Unfortunately, this sweet sentiment seemed to sting more than help, but he thanked her as she went on her way. He sat back in the car and tried to reflect on what she had just said.
The others stepped up to the house. Nick knocked on the door.
A bald man answered the door. Not a middle-aged, lost all of his hair kind of bald. He was a suave looking fellow, an epitome of brawn, his head shined like a well-polished shoe and his strong jaw and cheek bones suggested he's never lost a fight.
"Hello? Can I help you?" He greeted them with a devilishly handsome smile.
Everyone was suddenly intimidated.
"We might have the wrong address. We're looking for our friend Sarah." Cliff said, trying to maintain his confidence.
The man's smile curved into a frown.
"I'm afraid if you're looking for Sarah, you're probably not anywhere you are prepared to be. Get lost."
He started to shut the door, but Cliff pushed against it to prevent it from closing.
"Do you have her?"
"You guys better run along. I told her, I'm never letting any of you go home. Scram!"
He screamed, and threw a punch at Cliff.
Carly shrieked. Cliff fell over onto the dirt to the side of the patio. He held his hand to his face. His eye had become red and purple, and his nose was bleeding.
The others reacted by rushing over to him, and though it wasn't quite clear what had transpired as several bodies and hands were all in the pile, when they pulled out Amy was carrying Cliff's gun.
The man grimaced and slammed the door.
She fired at the doorknob and it opened.
She passed the gun to Nick and rushed to tell Jason what had happened. Nick and Carly entered by themselves with gun in tote.
More shots were heard as Amy was out by the car.
"Come on, Jason! We have to help." Amy told him.
"I'll go inside. Stay safe and take care of Cliff."
She nodded, and rushed over to Cliff to examine him.
Inside, Jason wandered through the house until he found Carly and Nick standing over the man.
It looked like he had been shot at least four times-the ankle, the wrist (twice), and the chest.
"I... didn't want to kill him. I just panicked and starting shooting everywhere." Nick admitted.
Dead is
"Hello?" They heard a woman shout from another room.
They traced the voice to a small office-type space. The door was cracked. Inside, Sarah sat on a chair.
Her ankles were tied to the legs with a thick rope and complex knots, and her hands were tied behind her back.
"Thank god. Look, the broken time machine. It's right here. It just needs a new power element--the amplifier."
"Let's get you untied." Jason left to find a knife, and returned shortly to cut the ropes.
"I'll go check on Cliff and Amy." Carly said.
The two of them were still outside. Amy had torn off a bit of his tee-shirt to press up against his bleeding nose.
"We need some ice. And NSAIDs. He's starting to swell up." Amy told Carly.
"You guys go inside and look for ice in the kitchen. I need to get in the car to get the amplifier for Sarah."
A few minutes later, everyone was gathered in the office. Cliff, holding a bag of frozen peas to his face. Carly had delivered the amplifier to Sarah, who was fiddling with it and the broken time machine.
"He destroyed my blueprints. I think I remember how this was supposed to work, though. I sure hope I'm right."
Several minutes passed. Then, an hour. Finally, she announced that they were ready.
"Well, I think it's time. Is everyone ready?"
"I wish we had found everyone else from the party. I hope they're doing alright." Jason admitted.
"They'll all find their way. Otherwise, the ninety's are pretty swell... not a bad place to be." Sarah said, winking at Amy.
They started the time machine up. It seemed to be working just fine.
"This is your last chance if you want to stay?"
Sarah offered to Amy.
"No. I want to go home."
Sarah adjusted the machine again, and then pressed a button. With a whirl, they were gone.
VILLAGE WINS!
Surviving
5. genny, tamogatchi, vanilla
12. muttmanager, blockbuster employee, poker
22. pippypony, mcdonald's happy meal, tinkerer
Lost in Time Forever:
2. acanthuroidei,
face, pic sender
10. mypetmoose #1,
microsoft maze, jailer
3. msprocrastinator,
clippy, vanilla
8. wildzoo,
90s Journalist, writeup editor
21. alissa,
sony walkman, vanilla
14. sportponies,
baby sinclair, vanilla
7. kraskadava, pink power ranger, joat
13. barkley, neverhood, lynch controller
19. melchizedek, ford aerostar, tracker
6. jboose, fotomat employee, psychic
4. dinashadow, sid's creepy toys, untrackable
18. Animal midwife, staff at goodburger, vanilla
1. ziggyandjazzy, toys r us employee, vengeful wolf
9. Holdthemayo, nickelodeon game show host, slimer
17. Vetmedhead,
90's fashionista, stylist
16. Accidentfromflorida, yellow homeboy, vanilla
23. startingovervet, dial up technician, blocker
20. Mizchiefmanaged,
seamore the seal, vanilla
11. Mypetmoose, solo jazz, vanilla
15. cubsrule4e,
aol messenger, neighborizer
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