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canon: back to the future

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So what's this about giving me another go again? I don't know...Last time we went through this whole song and dance, I ended up as some mindless zombie who slowly faded out from existence. Trust me on this one, it's not a feel-good experience. Sure, yeah- 'Doc' was there but when I'm mostly acting like some dweeby-weirdo who has no idea what's going on; it makes the whole thing sort of pointless.

Look, all I'm saying is that if you're going to take me to some out-this-world joint, at least give me some wiggle room to walk around on my own free will instead of being on auto-pilot most of the time.

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MARTY! Where in the name of Sir Isaac Newton have you been?

[Not that it matters he's just glad to see you]

Now, you're not a mindless zombie.

Where did your mun have you?

You know...I can't remember a single thing, Doc. One moment, everything goes black and then the next moment, I'm just floating around in this head-space. It felt all so dreamy or somethin'.

I'm sure your mundane has a good reason for that. Come on. Why don't we take the Delorean for a spin.

Maybe. Then again, I don't think I'll ever find out why.

[Just brush it off, McFly. At least it's done and over with. Now, you're as free as a bird!

...For the moment.]

Uhh- can I drive this time?

Marty, you have to be postivie. After all, if you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything!

Why not?

[Aw yeah, get to drive the Delorean again! Marty is doing his best to hide his boyish excitement. Just playin' it cool, yo.]

Trust me, Doc I am being as positively positive as I can be about this but it's...it's a little freaky, y'know? Don't you have some sort of explanation for all of this?

I can think of two possibilies, one is that you where in coma. The second, is that we're all just merely fictional in someone else's head and when that person awoke we disappeared as well. Granted, that's the worst case scenario.

Auto-pilot? That sounds familiar.

What? Same thing happen to you?

I suppose so.

It's like in chess: each piece can only move as per its nature, but the player is still in complete control. I have my own personality, my own hopes and dreams, and I won't act in defiance of them. But beyond that, I am nothing but a piece in a cruel witch's game, who can only move and act as she commands.

I should mention, though, that I did not come to realize all this until my mundane brought me into his headspace.

I don't know about you but I'd like to not think of myself as some kind of chess piece or any piece in general. No offense but it's already crazy enough to realize I can just magically appear somewhere else in just a matter of keystrokes.

And you and I are the same in that regard. But I'm afraid I can't look at the world subjectively anymore. After all, I say only what my mundane chooses for me to say. These words are my own, yes, but only to an extent...

Jeez, why'd you have to go and put it that way? I was fine not knowing that everything I do is being controlled by something I can't even see for myself.

I'm sorry, my aim wasn't to bring you down, or anything of the sort. I guess I'm just a little preoccupied right now, so if something I say comes across as insensitive, please don't take it too hard.

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