Car Wash

Exterior. Car Wash-Day

Pete (30’s, male) leans out of his car window to punch in the code to start the car wash in front of him. The machine beeps and the car wash door slowly opens. Pete drives his car into the wash bay as the door closes behind his vehicle.

Interior. Pete’s Car-Day

The automated car wash machine slowly comes to life spraying soapy liquid all over the vehicle. Pete sits shuffling papers as the visibility outside the vehicle is completely obscured by wash soap. Shuffling movement is heard outside the vehicle. A moment later what appears to be a human head thumps onto the front windshield and then is gone. There is a blood smear mixing in with car wash soap.
Pete freezes for a moment. He reaches over and locks his car door. He glances behind him to see if there is any movement behind his vehicle. Wash soap completely obscures his view.

PETE
(under his breath)
The fuck is this now?

The car wash comes to life again. Water pours over the vehicle clearing the windows to allow a visual on the small enclosed car wash. It is empty. The front door of the car wash slowly opens. Before the green ‘Drive’ sign comes on Pete quickly pulls his car out of the wash bay.

Exterior. City street-Day

Pete exits his car and walks back towards the wash bay. He looks into a window in the middle of the bay door. The bay is completely empty. Pete looks around outside the car wash. Nobody is there. He returns to his vehicle.

Int. Pete’s Car-Day

PETE
Both bay doors were closed the whole time
I was in there. It’s not possible.

Pete looks closely at the windshield of his car where the head hit. He notices something. He exits the vehicle.

Ext. City Street-Day

Pete leans in on the hood of his car. He slowly reaches out and picks something up off his windshield wiper blade. It is a human hair with what appears to be blood on the end of it. Pete looks back at the closed bay door. He looks around outside the car wash. There is nobody around.