The End

Chapter 6

I woke up. I was in a hospital bed. I had to be in 1982, I could tell by the hideous private curtain around my bed. I have to get out of here; I've got to save Gene. The nurse came in, she interrupted my thoughts. "Hello love, how are you feeling?" she asked in a kind voice. I'll have to leave when she's gone. She was annoying taking a long time with taking my temperature. Then she left with a friendly smile and I made my escape.

I retraced my steps. My exact steps, all the way back to where I had been shot. Just before I reached the place, I heard shouting .

"Gene," I said, searching for him, not knowing what to expect. I turned it, the corner. Then I saw them.

"Alex," Gene said, running towards me.

I saw Jeanette running off in the distance. She was running towards a tall man. The tall man came towards us, a gun in his hand. Gene stepped in front of me.

"Frank Morgan?" asked Gene. That's Frank Morgan! I thought to myself, he looked old.

"Goodbye Gene" he said with a snort. A gun fired. Gene fell on top of me

"Gene?" I whispered

"I'm okay Alex," he whispered back. He isn't bleeding?

I looked over his shoulder, only to fine Sam Tyler stood there with a gun in his hands, standing over Frank Morgan's dead Body.

I looked back at Gene. He looked at me. His Blue eyes twinkling in the midday sun.

"Gene," I said

"I know," he said staring back into my eyes.