Part 3

Wednesday, November 12th, 1975

Hill Valley

10:04 P.M.

BOOM!

For one terrifying moment, Martin Seamus McFly thought the world was ending. Then as the sleepiness cleared from his mind, he realized that what he had thought was some sort of death-ray blast was actually thunder. "Wow," he breathed. "It must be one heck of a storm out there!"

He rushed to the window to get a look. The rain was pouring down, making Marty feel like he was living inside a waterfall. Lightning streaked overhead, making interesting but short-lived patterns across the dark sky. And accompanying it was a steady roll of thunder. The seven-year-old was enthralled. "Whoa. . . . I bet this is the worst storm anybody in Hill Valley's ever seen!"

But even as he said the words, Marty knew they weren't true. His mom and dad had talked enough about a thunderstorm in 1955, on this very date no less, to know that thatstorm was the worst in Hill Valley. Still, this one was pretty bad. Maybe this one will end up restarting the clock that the other one stopped. Then it'll bet the worst storm, instead of that 1955 one.

1955. Although it was only 20 years in the past, to Marty, it was ancient history. Man. Back then, I wasn't even born yet. I wasn't even thought of yet! That's weird. And Mom and Dad -- they said they didn't even meet until 1955! With that whole "Enchantment Under The Sea" thing, and Calvin Klein. . . .

Marty didn't know what to make of the stories about Calvin Klein. According to George and Lorraine, he was the whole reason they were together -- well, him and that lunkhead Biff Tannen. Calvin had worked tirelessly for a whole week to get them together, then just vanished into thin air. Although they had never seen him again, in gratitude George and Lorraine had named their two sons for him -- David Calvin for his first name (would have been Calvin David if Grandpa Sam hadn't insisted on the other way around), and Marty after Calvin's preferred nickname. That's funny that he would try to hard to get Mom and Dad together, then wouldn't even stick around to see them get married or anything. Maybe Dad's right and he was an alien. Something's up with that, anyway. Wish I could meet him so I could ask him. But nobody knows anything about him, except for Mom and Dad --

And Dr. Brown.

Dr. Brown. There was another enigma for you. Most people said that Hill Valley's local inventor and repairman was crazy -- that he'd blown up his own house, that he experimented on his pet dogs and stray animals, and that he was trying to build some sort of death ray or other dangerous thing in his garage home to vaporize his enemies. But George and Lorraine, while not exactly approving of him, seemed to think that he was all right. "He's Calvin Klein's 'uncle' -- he can't be all bad," they had said once, when Marty had asked. And earlier today, Marty had spotted him shopping in the grocery store while Lorraine scolded Linda about trying to sneak cookies into their cart. He had seemed pretty normal then -- albeit with the strangest hairdo Marty had ever seen. He had noticed the kid looking at him and had given him a surprising friendly smile, before heading into another aisle. Well, I guess that if he is dangerous, it's a good thing he likes me.

Marty yawned. The storm had lost its appeal -- there was only so many times you could watch the lightning race across the sky. And all this hard thinking about the past had only added to his previous exhaustion. I bet it'll all make sense when I'm older. Right now, I gotta get some sleep. We've got that big spelling test tomorrow and I want to get an A.Dismissing all thoughts of Dr. Brown, Calvin Klein, and 1955 from his brain, he curled up underneath the covers and went back to sleep.

The End