The back of the restaurant seems to explode as some...some<em>thing</em>bursts through the racks separating the front counter from the kitchen, howling like a damned soul as shrapnel and slivers of plastic and the rotting remains of last year's burgers fly!  The counter crumbles before it, dry rot and decay rendering it no barrier to the monstrosity's advance!<br/><br/>The few details you make out before the last lights die make you wish you hadn't even seen that much--leprously pale skin with bloody mottled regions.  No head.  Massive fists on the end of overlong arms.  And the stench...