One Dark Night

A man is walking home  alone late one foggy night. . .  when behind him he hears Bump. . . BUMP. . . BUMP. . . Walking faster, he looks  back and through the fog  he makes out the image of  an upright casket banging its way down the middle of the  street toward him. BUMP. . . BUMP. . . BUMP. . . Terrified, the man begins to  run toward his home, the  casket bouncing quickly  behind him FASTER. . . FASTER. . . BUMP. . . BUMP. . . BUMP. . . He runs up to his door, fumbles with his keys, opens the door, rushes in, slams and locks the door behind him. However, the casket crashes through his door, with the lid  of the casket clapping clappity-BUMP. . . clappity-BUMP. . . clappity-BUMP. . . on his heels, the terrified man runs. Rushing upstairs to the  bathroom, the man locks  himself in. His heart is pounding; his head is reeling; his breath is coming in sobbing gasps. With a loud CRASH the casket breaks down the door. Bumping and clapping toward him. The man screams and reaches for something, anything, but all he can find is a bottle of cough syrup! Desperate, he throws the cough syrup at the casket... and, The coffin stops.