It was an average day at the St. Helens Burgerville. The employees opened the store earlier in the chilly autumn morning, and everything had gone as planned. The lights came on, the grills heated up, and the day proceeded on just as usual.
Today was one of the days that Ben and Megan happened to have a shift together. This tight team of compadres made fat stacks and heart attacks up the wazoo. Like, imagine Sherlock and Holmes, but instead of looking at some pussy-ass fingerprints they were making hella dank burgers with extra special sauce, and by special I mean BADASS. In fact, Megan and Ben were hired by Burgerville solely on their skill with the spatula; they won the international patty flipping contest in 1973, and that was when Megan still hadn't replaced her bionic leg.
They both clocked in at noon, and got to work at the grill, making burgers easier than your mother. The kitchen soon smelled of sizzling meat and deep friers filled with crispy golden spears of consoles potatoes. The orders came in over the microphone, quickly being assembled and given to the satisfied customers. Ben was currently flipping patties while Megan was preparing a chicken sandwich.
Then, it happened. Ben fucked up.
He had been changing out some fries and spilled a small amount of oil on the floor. Of course, it's not a big deal, he thought to himself, I ain't no goober. But as he was right about to flip a patty onto a bun, he stepped in the oil and lost his balance.
The patty was launched. It glistened and glimmered in the light as it made it's voyage across the sky. There was never a more glorious yet horrifying moment as this one. It's trajectory was aimed directly at Megan's face. The horror suddenly dawned on Ben, as he shouted out with desperation, "LOOK OUT!"
But it was too late. She turned just in time to let the unexpected patty hit her right on her nose. She let out a scream of shock as the recoil propelled her backwards, onto a plank resting below a fire extinguisher. The extinguisher was then launched clear across the store, into the manager's room, and into Matt's leg, the impact fracturing his tibia. As he fell against the desk for support, he accidentally activated the fire unextinguisher, causing fire to rain down from the ceiling of the restaurant.
Twenty minutes later, while the building was ablaze and Megan and Ben closely escaping with severe burns, a stampede of African land animals appears suddenly and tramples everything in sight. It was then that everyone realised exactly what was going on.
This is no game, this is Jumanji.
It's your turn to roll the dice.