Chapter 5 - Hitching a Ride by Gaspar

            Crono was drinking coffee as best as he could.  He didn’t care if he didn’t know anything about this world.  He was too concerned with Lavos going to a government lab.  He remembered where another news report had said Lavos would go.  They said it would got to a facility in Washington State.  He had no idea where Washington State was.  He decided to ask the bartender where Washington State was.  When he did, the bartender almost started laughing, until he saw Crono staring at her like he was going to beat someone down.  She quickly got a map out and laid it across the table.

            “Ok, you don’t seem to be from around this country.  Right now, you are in New York City.”  She pointed to he right part of the United States on the map.  Crono nodded.

            “Now, here’s Washington,” she said, moving her finger across to the west.  “It’s a very long away, so I would recommend a car and a good amount of money.”  At least Crono knew what a car was.

            “Oh, and nice costume, you look so cute with that sword!”  Crono decided not to explain to her, and said thank you and left out the door.  All hopes of him walking to the facility were lost.  He saw a red mustang pull up to a McDonald’s.  He was going to go to Washington, so he needed a ride.  He cast Luminaire in a spot so that it almost touched the mustang and the guy inside it.  He was baffled, and he saw Crono approaching him.  He was so baffled he couldn’t move.  He hopped into the car.

            “Sir, I need you to drive me to a place where they took Lavos, in Washington.”

            “You mean that alien thing?” asked the man.  Crono grinned.  “Oh no, I’m not . . .” Crono cast Lit 1 to his left.  The man pushed the petal the hardest he could and almost drove through the drive through window.  Crono found a pair of glasses and put them on.

            “Uh, my name is Jeremiah” said the dark, built man with a New York accent.  Crono thought it funny.  “Why do you need to go to see that thing man?”

            “It threatens Earth,” said Crono.

            “You’re not from around here, are you?” asked Jeremiah.  By now, Crono was getting sick and tired of people saying this.

            “I’m not from around this time period,” said Crono.  He looked serious enough for Jeremiah to believe him.

            “So you mean, you’re trying to kill this thing?” said Jeremiah.

            “I’ve done it before, and you’re going to help me,” said Crono, thinking deeply about Marle.  Jeremiah was not too looking forward to the moment.  They passed by a sign that said they were exiting New York.  Crono looked at Jeremiah, and looked at a clothes bag.  He switched clothes real quick, and went to sleep.  Jeremiah looked at Crono, and started to curse at himself for his ill luck.  Crono already had some of his best clothes on.  Jeremiah opened the passenger door, and kicked Crono the hardest he could out the door, and sped out to the next state.  Crono woke up, and took some glasses out from the pocket of his new jacket, and decided to wait for the next person to come.  He saw a truck labeled government property, alien specimen, and three cops, following it.  One cop stopped Crono by the curve.