Every Scene Capcom Left Out

The car swerved into a nearby drive-thru without warning.

A couple of other vehicles were already in the queue as they pulled up.

“Think I’ll get the Quarter Pounder. Maybe a strawberry milkshake too. Billy, what do you want?”

He looked over the outdoor menu “Just the fries.”

“What? No. I really think you could use a Big Mac. Or two.”

A curl appeared on his lips. "Pass”

“Are you sure? ’Cause I’m buying”

His seatbelt clicked and whirred.

“You know... As a small thanks for earlier?” She watched him unlock the passenger door. "You even thought me stuff"

“Ask me again when we’re at Taco Bell.”

“Okay, sure. Where are you going?”

“Bathroom”

“Oh.”

Billy paused halfway out the door, and gave her a brief look.

She caught it and waited.

“Try not to dismantle the car while I’m gone.” and he pushed the door shut before Rebecca could defend herself.

* * * Rebecca parked at the waiting bay. Apparently, the kitchen had been working on an unusually large order and would only bring hers out once it’s ready. Grateful for the break, she sipped her strawberry milkshake and bit into the complimentary apple pie. Everything was fine until she heard something go click.

Rebecca stilled, a chunk of apple pie still in her mouth. She chewed more slowly, trying to locate the sound.

The air conditioning chose that exact moment to stop blowing cold air and decided it was now a hairdryer. Rebecca frowned “You’re not winning this.”

Her free hand reached for the controls. After a small adjustment, the clicking sound changed to a lower and less concerning pitch.

“Easy does it…” Rebecca leaned closer and turned the dial for the fan speed.

If any passersby cared to look, they would have spotted a petite driver bent sideways at her waist, half-disappeared beneath the steering wheel, muttering grievances at the dashboard.

Despite her efforts, not only did the warm air persist, but the clicking went from faint to feral.

Rebecca quickly pressed the air circulation button. Then pressed it several times more, praying the action would somehow reset the entire system.

The ferocious clicking continued until it died completely, along with the airflow.

She let out a soft gasp.

After several seconds of waiting and nothing happening, the fan suddenly surged to maximum strength, blasting freezing air directly into her face. Rebecca yelped, her hair flying upward in the violent gust.

Just as briefly as it had started working, the AC died again.

She sat upright with forced composure, pretending she hadn’t just lost a battle against the car. Rebecca glanced out the window as she rolled it down and noticed people staring her way. “Great. Now what”

A young staff member emerged before she could think further.

“Quarter Pounder and Big Mac. 1 Diet coke and 2 large fries?” he asked through the lowered window.

“Yes. Thank you”

The teen returned while Rebecca was inspecting the paperbag. “Miss?”

“Yeah?”

He pointed carefully at the ground “Something’s wrong with your car”

Rebecca froze, “Did I hit something?” It wasn't roadkill, was it?

“No, it's some kind of liquid.”

Rebecca got out of the car and hurried forward, her stomach turning. Is that why people kept looking at me like that?

“Oh my goodness, that’s a lot of liquid.” she said, covering her mouth.

“And smoke too” he added, completely horrified.

“Turn off the engine!” she heard Billy shout from across the lot. "Now!"

(To be continued... in chapter 5 🍰✨️👀 yes it's out)