Monster, Part 3

The downpour continued for the next half an hour as Monster ran block to block, looking for any place he could duck in out of the rain.  The dimly lit interior of a 24-hour Burger King caught his eye on Canada Boulevard and he made his way across the street.  A solitary cab ran the red light and showered him with a wave of water just before he reached the far curb.

He stepped inside, shivering, and stamped his feet on the hard tile.  A couple deep in conversation sat in a huddled corner and a scraggle-bearded man sat nursing a cup of coffee near the street-side window.  No one noticed as Monster entered except the boy behind the counter.  His pimply eyes bulged at the sight of the figure who had just walked in, and he hunched his shoulders and lowered his head as though he was trying to fold inside himself.

"A cup of coffee and a burger."  Monster huffed.

"The scared cashier tried to keep his voice from cracking as he screeched, "We're serving breakfast."

Just my luck, thought Monster.  As he searched the breakfast menu for something worth eating, he heard the chime of the door being opened and turned.  The sight of the creature walking into the restaurant made Monster's blood run cold.  

He gasped and shouted, "YOU!!!"