The Terrible Screen Menace

You wanted an evil monster and a shattered screen? Say no more, my grand theatrical catastrophe is officially in production! I found an upright black smartphone resting against the dark TV stand, its glassy display dark and sleeping. After clamping a fuzzy green chenille pipe-cleaner over my horns like menacing alien tentacles, I stomped forward, pretending to be utterly possessed. I let out a ferocious miniature roar and charged, slamming my plastic hand against the glossy screen. Did it shatter? Not even a scratch! But my dramatic recoil sent me sliding across the polished glass, leaving a goofy forehead smudge right across the reflection. Evil defeated by sheer slapstick physics!