"Do you think we can stave them off until dawn?"
"Oh, definitely not."
"We're going to DIE."
"Maybe they'll kill us quickly."
"There's no way to be quickly eaten by zombie squirrels."
"Maybe if all thirty of them jump on you at once..."
"Eva! Quit throwing mushrooms, those are our LIGHT!"
"And they're hallucinogenic. Excellent. Zombie squirrels who see cannibal kittens everywhere. We're going to DIE."
"Rus! Ruslan!"
"Meh?"
"Give me your sword."
"Eva... I didn't know you felt--"
"The weapon. The one made of steel. The one that kills things."
"Oh."
*slice*
"That's disgusting."
"Oh gods!"
"It's still alive!"
"My sword!"
"We're going to DIE."
"Isidor! Stop saying that!"
"Well, he's right."
"For someone we recently brought back from the edge of death, you're terribly pessimistic."
"We're surrounded by the undead, I'd say he's looking on the bright side."
"A-CHOO."
"Bunny?"
"The cat's curling up with m--ACHOO!"
"That's it! We'll give them the cat!"
"PASHA!"
"Come on, Ev, it's not like you ever use it for anything."
"I've had Misha since I was six years old!"
"And she's lived a long and fulfilling life, I'm sure, now toss her out!"
"The squirrels are still going to eat us. They're chewing the nails right out of the cart."
"We're going to DIE!!"
"Wait--what?"
"Hand me the cat and go back to sleep, Bunny."
"No!"
"Are we going to die?"
"Yes, give me the cat... thank you."
"Pasha, if you hurt that cat you'll be a pineapple FOR THE REST OF YOUR NATURAL LIFE."
"Which won't be long."
"MISHA!"
SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUISH
*silence*
"Eww."
"And dead squirrels still don't like cats."
"Is Pasha really going to stay a pineapple?"