Air raid sirens wail and people run and scream as a giant monster stomps its' way across the landscape, heading for the city.
Houses and highways are stomped flat, buildings and towers burn, lakes and rivers boil!
500 feet tall, green and scaly, and breathing electrical fire as it comes -- GODZIMMERMAN is loose yet again!
A reporter drives his battered and shaking car up to a police station, some distance from the carnage, hoping to tell others of what he's seen and get this menace stopped...
REPORTER: Hello? Is anyone here?
OFFICIAL: Well shoot, young man. You look like you seen a ghost.
POLICEMAN: Want a donut, son?
REPORTER: Thank God you're here! Look, we've got to call in the army, the air force. We've got to get in touch with civil authority, call the White House-
OFFICIAL: Whatever for?
REPORTER: ... I'm sorry, are you joking?
POLICEMAN: Screw the donuts. You ask me, you need some coffee-
REPORTER: Look, this is no time for jokes! I've just come from the shore... it was terrible. Terrible. They tried everything to stop it, but it just broke loose again.
OFFICIAL: And what would that be, young man?
REPORTER: That thing out there! Can't you see it from your windows?