Boulder City, Nevada.
It’s been seven years since you congregated in the school yard, having returned from your stint in 1969. You remember the feeling of abruptly shooting skyward. That disjointed, nauseating rapidity that brought you back to 1988. It was only in the aftermath that Georgie fully explained what he did to the machine while you fought over who to trust. That ringing in your ears… gah! But Robin firing that pistol gave Georgie enough time to…
What did he do? Despite him telling you, it was almost impossible to believe. No. You kept watch, for Kim and for Cuckoo. You combed the woods. You even broke into ‘Cuckoo’s’ place at one point in 1989. Though, of course, it wasn’t Cuckoo’s place. Nevertheless, you couldn’t quite shake that feeling that they were out there, somewhere. And you’d see them if, and when, they got back!
And then… life went on. Your vigilance wavered. Life got in the way, and slowly you gave way to the idea that whatever Georgie did, he did it right. And you gave up your watch. And you did… other things.
It’s another cool Thursday morning in Boulder City. The Boulder City Cultural Festival is on the horizon, and you are as free as a bird! Or are you?
A little opening personal scene for each of you. It can be set today, or two weeks ago, or anytime you like.
… I am everything… Tonight I’ll be your mother… I’ll do such things to ease your pain… free your mind, and you won’t feel ashamed…