I give each monster a name, too. But what to call this guy? What to call a monster so terrifying that just looking at him scrambles my insides with french-fried fear?
The big beast roars again, a sound like “BLARG!”
Hmm. “Blarg.” That’s got a ring to it. . . .
Suddenly, there’s a racket like a wrecking ball crashing into ten million Legos. The CVS is crumbling, collapsing, as Blarg stomps through its walls into the parking lot. When the smoke clears, I see the monster, fully, for the first time—upright, standing tall on legs as thick as tree trunks, a monumental terror.
What do scramble, insides, french-fried fear, wrecking ball, crash, crumble, stomp through and monumental terror mean in this context?