Claw Hand

I stood there frozen in fear. I watched in slow motion as the giant, claw-like hand drew closer. It opened its claws wider. I took a deep breath. Any second now it would grab me. Probably squeeze the life out of me. Just as it's about to pluck me off the table, I hear a blood curdling screech in the distance. The giant hand stops. It draws back, and the big eyes disappear. I'm left alone for a few minutes. I wonder what the hell just happened,  but the strange events are far from over. "Sorry about that." A loud, booming voice says to me. I look up to see Jack. He appears exactly how I remembered him. Same ratty clothes and patchy beard, except now how I see him as a hologram that is as big as the night sky.