The Night of the living Teddy bear

I felt a hand and my hair sprang from every nook and cranny of my body and when I turned around, my face went from pure fear to unbeatable disappointment. I laughed at the creature"

A seven foot tall dancing teddy bear is physically imposing of course. But it was far from terrifying. Until it started singing...

I started screaming, I was very scared, I didn't expect that thing to be alive, so I grabbed it and threw it on the ground

And it suddenly exploded into hundred of pieces. Small copies of that thing were crawling on the ground, screeching in pain. It was a deafening sound.

The tiny pieces of the monster began to throb in a rhythmic pattern, inching closer and closer together until they reformed into a larger, uglier copy of its previous form.

Bass thundered louder and louder as the hideous form bounded around the room. It had no discernible eyes yet it could clearly see. It aggressively leapt toward the meekest target when a piercing guitar chord rang out and a purple bolt pierced the creature, never to congeal again.