Thomas Goodban stood in the doorway, his brow furrowing in confusion as he surveyed the chaos. "Jorge, why is there a salmon on the floor in your room?!" he exclaimed, his voice tinged with disbelief. The peculiar sight captured every bit of his attention, drawing him further into the room.

Jorge, seated on his bed, shrugged nonchalantly, avoiding eye contact. Theo Reed, sitting cross-legged on the floor, watched with a sly grin, the glint in his eyes betraying his innocence. "Maybe the salmon just wanted a change of scenery," he suggested with a mischievous chuckle, fully aware of his role in the bizarre situation.

Thomas narrowed his eyes at Theo, suspicion brewing. "Theo, did you have anything to do with this?" he pressed, his tone a blend of accusation and amusement. Theo feigned innocence, raising his hands in mock surrender.

Charlie Frankham, who had been quietly observing from a corner, suddenly jumped up, his face pale. A deep, resonant growl echoed through the house, sending shivers down their spines. "Did anyone else hear that?" he whispered, eyes wide with fear.

The ground quaked again as Charlie glanced around, panic setting in. Before anyone could react, a colossal dinosaur burst through the wall, its roar deafening. In the chaos, Charlie found himself frozen in place, unable to move as the creature approached.

Thomas, Jorge, and Theo scrambled to safety, their hearts pounding. They watched in shock as Charlie succumbed to the dinosaur's might, the absurdity of the situation leaving them speechless. The room, once filled with mundane clutter, now bore witness to an encounter both surreal and tragic.