BlueSUV.org “The Blue SUV ordered nothing, then drove off — and I haven’t slept since.”
I was on night patrol (aka sitting in my lawn chair with binoculars and lemon tea) when I saw it. The Blue SUV — silent, idling, slowly pulling up to the busted speaker box at the old Burger Zone.
It paused there. Fully stopped. Windows up. Engine running. No one else around. Then — and this is the important part — the intercom crackled. CRACKLED. That place hasn’t had power in five years.
The voice said:
“Please repeat your order.”
I dropped my lemon tea. The SUV didn’t respond. It just slowly pulled forward to the pickup window, paused again, and then — get this — backed out of the drive-thru. In reverse. No lights. No sound.
A pigeon exploded above it midair. Just poof, feathers and confusion.