Maybe, but if that's the case, I don't think we should be the chosen ones!

[ To be fair, she's not sure they aren't dead. That this isn't some weird place between 'heaven' and 'hell', if such places even exist. She can't even question that right now, though, not when there's an undead moose on their case.

This entire situation sucks. And their moosey companion is not giving up. ]

I think we're fine as long as we stay up here--! [ And here he comes. She grabs onto the trunk with one arm, Ren with the other, because really, she wants to protect him just as much as he wants to protect her here. The moose makes impact again, slamming his antlers into the tree, causing the entire thing to shake.

Something miraculous happens this time, though. Its antlers are stuck, and it huffs and snorts as he begins to try and pull free. ]

I lied, this may be our chance to get out of here...