Chapter 1 of Indiana Jones and the Bottom of the World

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INDIANA JONES AND THE BOTTOM OF THE WORLD

Chapter 1: School Daze

November, 1937 Prenceton New Jursey, 5:00AM

Rinnnng! Indy's wind-up alarm clock's hammer slammed between the two shiny silver bells in a blur of speed. Indy's eyes slowly opened. He took in a gulp of air and roled over and flipped the switch that kept the hammer from moveing. He got up and shuffled to the closet to get his robe. The door henges screamed and beged to be oiled. He wraped his robe around himself and tied the belt. He gazed at his jacket with tiny holes in the back from being draged under a German military truck. The strapes on the sides were begining to seperate from the jacket and te elbows had holes in them the size of a dime. He shuttered when he looked at the upper left sleeve and saw where the bullet from a P-38 missed his heart and hit his arm instead. Indy took his index finger and stuck it in the bullet hole. It was stained with dried blood and the edges were stiff. That momet on that day, Indy thought it was the end of him. Indy looked up at his fedora. The pintch in the front seemed like eyes and his hat stared right back. He remembered the man who gave it to him from his adolecent years. "If only could run into him again," Indy thought. "That would be something."

After a hot shower, Indy got dressed and walked to the living room. He turned the knob and a loud "click" filled the room. The dial lit up and gave a pleasant glow. He poored a bowl of Kellog's corn flakes. He looked at a picture of Marion on the counter. Things weren't going to well between them. After bringing her back to the States from Nepal, he thought all the mistakes and misunderstandings they had in the past were forgoten. Indy sighed. He got up and put his empy bowl in the sink and went to the closet. He got his fedora from the shelf and put it on his head. The leather sweat band was cool againsed his forhead. He got his keys and went to start up the Ford.

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: INDIANA JONES AND THE BOTTOM OF THE WORLD

: Chapter 1:  School Daze

: November, 1937 Prenceton New Jursey, 5:00AM

: Rinnnng!  Indy's wind-up alarm clock's hammer slammed between the two shiny silver bells in a blur of speed.  Indy's eyes slowly opened.  He took in a gulp of air and roled over and flipped the switch that kept the hammer from moveing.  He got up and shuffled to the closet to get his robe.  The door henges screamed and beged to be oiled.  He wraped his robe around himself and tied the belt.  He gazed at his jacket with tiny holes in the back from being draged under a German military truck.  The strapes on the sides were begining to seperate from the jacket and te elbows had holes in them the size of a dime.  He shuttered when he looked at the upper left sleeve and saw where the bullet from a P-38 missed his heart and hit his arm instead.  Indy took his index finger and stuck it in the bullet hole.  It was stained with dried blood and the edges were stiff.  That momet on that day, Indy thought it was the end of him.  Indy looked up at his fedora.  The pintch in the front seemed like eyes and his hat stared right back.  He remembered the man who gave it to him from his adolecent years.  "If only could run into him again," Indy thought.  "That would be something."

: After a hot shower, Indy got dressed and walked to the living room.  He turned the knob and a loud "click" filled the room.  The dial lit up and gave a pleasant glow.  He poored a bowl of Kellog's corn flakes.  He looked at a picture of Marion on the counter.  Things weren't going to well between them.  After bringing her back to the States from Nepal, he thought all the mistakes and misunderstandings they had in the past were forgoten.  Indy sighed.  He got up and put his empy bowl in the sink and went to the closet.  He got his fedora from the shelf and put it on his head.  The leather sweat band was cool againsed his forhead.  He got his keys and went to start up the Ford.

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