Chapter 7 – Page 029
My one regret is arriving in London too late to witness the splendour that was Stratford’s refrigerator graveyard.
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Panel 1:
Dark corners. Alice is staring at Nancy in worry. Everything is out of focus.
ALICE: Hey!
ALICE: Hey! You awake?!
NANCY: …they’re gone…
Panel 2:
Same view. Alice looks confused. Everything’s snapped into focus.
ALICE: Eh?
NANCY: He smashed my phone.
NANCY: They’re gone forever now…
Panel 3:
The two are lying in a grotty alley. Nancy looks worse for wear but seems oddly sanguine.
NANCY: …welp!
NANCY: Turns out I dragged you across time and space for no reason. ‘Pologies.
ALICE: You keep saying that, wossat mean?!
ALICE: Who was that guy?!
Panel 4:
The two close together in conference.
NANCY: Oh him? Terry Morrison…
NANCY: My cop stepdad complains about him all the time, he’s this bin-rummaging whacko who’s got this major beef against quantum mechanics.
ALICE: Quantu-
ALICE: -oh yeah! Heard ‘bout someone like that on the news! Wasn’t a Terry though, name I heard was Na-
Panel 5:
Same view. Alice’s eyes boggle as she realises who she’s talking to. Nancy plugs fingers in her ears.
ALICE: -aaaaaando Keen. Nando Keen! Pseudonym-
NANCY: Stop. Talking. You just being here is messing up the timeline! I don’t need to know future events!
NANCY: We gotta get you back. I think I know a place we can get new gear. Help me up, will ya?
Panel 6:
Alice helps Nancy totter down the alley.
SI (box): ‘Can’t believe I’m saying this cuz this is everyfing I wanted ta know ‘bout Alice fer months, but where was yer cop stepdad while all this woz going on?’
NANCY (box): ‘I admire your dispassionate attention to detail!’
Dark corners. Alice is staring at Nancy in worry. Everything is out of focus.
ALICE: Hey!
ALICE: Hey! You awake?!
NANCY: …they’re gone…
Panel 2:
Same view. Alice looks confused. Everything’s snapped into focus.
ALICE: Eh?
NANCY: He smashed my phone.
NANCY: They’re gone forever now…
Panel 3:
The two are lying in a grotty alley. Nancy looks worse for wear but seems oddly sanguine.
NANCY: …welp!
NANCY: Turns out I dragged you across time and space for no reason. ‘Pologies.
ALICE: You keep saying that, wossat mean?!
ALICE: Who was that guy?!
Panel 4:
The two close together in conference.
NANCY: Oh him? Terry Morrison…
NANCY: My cop stepdad complains about him all the time, he’s this bin-rummaging whacko who’s got this major beef against quantum mechanics.
ALICE: Quantu-
ALICE: -oh yeah! Heard ‘bout someone like that on the news! Wasn’t a Terry though, name I heard was Na-
Panel 5:
Same view. Alice’s eyes boggle as she realises who she’s talking to. Nancy plugs fingers in her ears.
ALICE: -aaaaaando Keen. Nando Keen! Pseudonym-
NANCY: Stop. Talking. You just being here is messing up the timeline! I don’t need to know future events!
NANCY: We gotta get you back. I think I know a place we can get new gear. Help me up, will ya?
Panel 6:
Alice helps Nancy totter down the alley.
SI (box): ‘Can’t believe I’m saying this cuz this is everyfing I wanted ta know ‘bout Alice fer months, but where was yer cop stepdad while all this woz going on?’
NANCY (box): ‘I admire your dispassionate attention to detail!’