Mammoth

This is up in the suburbs. My sister's driving, I'm riding shotgun, we're arguing over something.

It's a dark night. The visibility isn't great because there aren't many street lamps along this stretch and there are all these big trees leaning over the road.

It's kind of windy and the branches and leaves are swaying up ahead as we drive. Sounds like a storm's about to hit.

And then... out of the shadows and waving branches up ahead...

... this massive WOOLLY MAMMOTH comes barreling straight at us.

We swerve, the mammoth runs right past us.

Then another mammoth emerges --

It's a stampede. One after another.

They're spooked and we're trying to avoid them.

I'm looking up at them through the windshield and they're monstrously big. One wrong step and they would demolish our car. And they are completely freaked out.

We finally reach a clearing where we can see further and it's full-out fucking mayhem.

Cars and people have been tossed into treetops.

And this is where it admittedly gets a little weird --

In addition to the mammoths...


... there are these hulking GREMLINS. King Kong big. Terrorizing this suburban town!

It may sound absurd but when you're stuck in the thick of this incomprehensible chaos, it feels just like 9/11. This overwhelming, inescapable feeling of dread. A sense that this is how the world ends: with mammoths and gremlins.

Before you wake up.

If you wake up.