Bruno was confused. The big white face was only sucking them further in, protected by the glass infront of them. His undead compatriot was grabbing him by the arm, an obvious motion of "stop doing what you are doing". But at the same time, the skeleton was saying one of the few words Bruno recognized: "battle". So what was it? Battle? Or stop?

...Well, Bruno knew he wasn't that clever. So perhaps, the skeleton had a plan. Maybe, they were to let the face suck them in, and then kill it from the inside!

Bruno did a double take.

Face?
That wasn't a face.
What was he thinking about a face?
That's stupid.

He wasn't sure what it was, but now that it was closer, even Bruno could tell that it wasn't a giant axeable face. Bruno made a noise of confusion and let the skeleton person pull him back down into his seat. He only had access to so many synapses a minute, after all.