"Whatever it is the forest isn't looking so bad anymore." Nathan said, his voice only steady because of his training.  He turned around and saw that snowflakes had started to fall from the sky over the forest, large ones that were falling quite heavily.  He reached out his hand, for a few seconds uncaring about their situation and grabbed one to place on his tongue.  It dissolved quickly into a drip of water that he swallowed.  "At least we'll only freeze to death as we're strangled, not burn as well."<br/><br/>He was hoping that the snowfall might be enough to smother the branches so they couldn't attack them like before, but he wasn't willing to wait where they were long enough to find out.  With a low groan a crack appeared in the side of the mountain and magma began to leak out.  It ran down a channel down the left side and never put the group in any danger itself, but what it represented did.  "Ok guys quickly, along the ridge or back into Narnia?"  He didn't like what was happening, the actual feeling of danger in the 'dream'.  Was waking up really too much to ask?