Jesus Comes to the Dance Hall

I saw something walking toward me in the vast, empty parking lot.  It was a person.  But the closer the person got, the more I realized that the person was part bear, part gorilla, and part human.  It stomped and snorted and wailed.  And it was coming straight for me.

I couldn't seem to open the door to my car, so I tried to hide underneath my car.  I watched the hairy, clawed feet of this thing stomp all around the car, occasionally beating its fists on the roof or hood of my car.  Finally it tired and left.  But just as soon as I emerged to unlock my car, I felt a hand on my shoulder.