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In the center, hovering above a fryer, was the Zero Point. But it wasn't a sphere of pure energy. It was a McRib . A shimmering, boneless, sauce-glazed singularity.

She couldn't wait to drop back in.

It started with a cardboard box.

The Burger King froze. His fiery eyes narrowed. “Uniform,” he muttered. “Sorry, kid. My mistake. Break room’s in the back. Don’t forget to clock out.”

He vanished in a puff of smoke that smelled faintly of onion rings. mcdonald 39-s x fortnite

“Thanks for the taste test, fry cook. The Island is always hiring. – The Rift”

Lena bit into the burger.

She put it on.