The Office Crocodile

Okay, I’m in an office building which is in the process of exploding. A huge fireball is slowly engulfing the entire area, flames are shooting up walls, furniture is bursting into flames and scattering before the blast radious, everything is happening in slow motion. Amidst all the chaos, I, along with a few of my coworkers, am playing a heated game of multiple-partner table tennis. As more of the office explodes, and more of the ceiling dissolves away, more and more people fall through the ceiling to join our game. Every time a new player falls through the ceiling the table grows another node to allow him or her to join the game. Since the upper levels of the office house only crocodiles, they are the last to plummet down, crashing through the ceiling and landing inside of (rather than on) the tennis players, melding into them to form crocodile men and women. After the office burns out, we all kind of become tired of the game and go home.