The Encounter

T 'was the night after christmas. 2 AM, i'm sitting on my couch, watching some comedy channel, drunk as hell and incredibly alone, just like every other fucking christmas. Suddenly, an ad starts playing, but it wasn't like any ordinary ad. It depicted this unreasonably tall creature forcing his way into a family's house, and then subjecting them to a bizzare red liquid, all while this terrible song played in the background. I thought da fuck?, but then just went back to watching penn and teller. About 1 hour later, i was getting ready to finally go to bed and be late to work for the 17th time, but then, i started hearing some odd noises outside my house. at first, i assumed it was just a bear or somwahing, but then i started hearing what sounded like music....and not just any music, the same music from the ad i had seen earlier! Disturbed, but morbidly curious, i opened my bedroom window and standing right at my front door, there it was. The creature from the ad, come to subject me to it's horrible red liquid. Realising i had left my phone downstairs, i hastly came out of room to get it, and call the police, but then i heard the sound of my door breaking open. The demon was inside the house, so i only had one option left: I went  into the bathroom, and jumped out of the window. I hurt my knee, and it seemed like it had heard me, so i quickly ran as far as my leg could go. Now, i was lost deep in the snowy forest, not really suww where to go. In the distance,i saw what appeared to be a gas station, so i quickly rushed toward it. As i ran, i could hear the music behind me, as the monsters belched it's demonic roar. Finally, i had made it. The owner let me in to the store wheni explained what was going on. Then, we could both hear it getting closer, so the owner pulled out his shotgun and went outside to face it. Hiding myself inside a storage closet, i heard the sounds of gunfire, screaming, and bones cracking. The footsteps started getting closer, and closer, and finally, the creature had found me. It walked through the locked wooden door like it was paper. It slowly inched towards me as it's music got louder and louder. It had the red liquid in hand, ready to torture with. Now at my breaking point, i yelled WHAT DO YOU WANT?!. And it leaned it's head closer to me, with a murderous grin, and it said:

'Want a sprite cranberry?''