Ned’s plan had been fairly simple. Take an old tandem bicycle, fix it up a bit, and then turn it into a time machine.
When they took it for a trial run, Lee couldn’t shake two worrying possibilities from his mind.
The first was that the time machine wouldn’t work and they’d end up blown to pieces.
The second was that it would work.
“Come on,” Ned urged, wiping sweat from his forehead. “Peddle harder.”
“I’m peddling as hard as I can,” Lee lied, before applying a little bit more energy.
The bike began to shake. Lee closed his eyes.
There was a sound like an off-tune chorus of angels singing a dub-step cover of Enya and a light flashed so bright it almost seared through his eyelids.
“I’ve done it.” He gestured to the forest. “We’ve travelled back!”
Lee looked down and groaned.
“The bike chain’s broken.”
Word Count: 150
This is for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Thanks to Priceless Joy for running the challenge and Dorothy for providing the prompt photo!