You closed your eyes and thought for a minute...then an idea hit you
like a ton of gramma's Christmas fruitcake. September 11 2001! You
open your eyes and nothing happens. Dissapointment envelopes you. As
you are about to drop the 'ticket' a pale mist starts to develop
around you, confused you forget to drop the piece of metal in your
hand. You look around and the mist is starting to turn blue-ish green.
For an instant you close your eyes, when you open them, it takes you a
moment to comprehend where you are. You are in your yard, but it is no
longer seven o'clock the previous night, you glance at your wristwatch
and jump back as you read it, 7:30 am. Your bus will be here any
minute, so you run in the house and check the calander, September 11!
It worked!!!! It's 6:30 and you're in the suburbs of New York City,
the first plane hit the World Trade Center at around 8:45, you have
exactly, two hours and 15 minutes to warn the president. Your bus
pulls up to the curb, you are deep in thought and ignore it, the
driver honks his horn and you jump. You look at him and then run to
your garage, the bus driver honks again and then drives off. You drag
your bike from the garage and hop on, you start to pedal as hard as
you can toward downtown New York City.
After an hour of pedaling you get to the city, trying to
rideyour bike around the crowd is impossible! After 10 minutes of
trying to manuever your way in and out of the crowd, you drop your
bike and run. The president was in a school that morning, but which
one? You run along a side street and pretty soon come to a school
where there are several squad cars and a few motor cycles all circled
around a limo. This is it. You think to yourself. You run inside and
look at a lady standing near a desk,
"Excuse me where is the president?"
"He is in the gymnasium."
"Thanks." you say. You run down the freshly waxed halls
and slip once or twice. When you reach a door marked GYM you open it
and rush inside. There is a crowd of students in the bleachers and the
president is standing on the stage, you look for a way to reach the
president but there are body guards all around! Finally, after a
process of deduction you decide the best way to reach him will be to
be straightforward and just approach him. As you near the stage
several men notice you and tell you to leave. You glance at your
watch, 7:45! You only have an hour left!! Quickly you get on your
hands and knees and crawl to the stage, once there you jump up and
rush to the president's side.
"MR. PRESIDENT!" he looks over at you
"In exactly one hour the first tower of the World Trade Center
will be hit by a plane hijacked by Islamic Terrorists! You MUST
evacuate the buildings!" YOu are pulled away by bodyguards and
the president looks on and stops them.
"What do you mean?"
"I meant what I said." You and the president are taken
into a conference room just behind the stage. Time is running out. He
asks you what you mean, and you explain to him once again everything
you know. By the time you are finished, it is 8:15. You frantically
try to find a way to explain to the president that he needs to
evacuate the school and ALL of New York City, when he is done talking
to his assistant, a deep rumbling shakes the building, a bodyguard
rushes in and tells the president thsat a plane has just hit the firs
tower of the world trade center. He looks at you
disbelievingly.........you were right the whole time.