Generally, yeah. Especially since we have no idea what’s going on with those guys. You’re lucky they didn’t turn you inside out or something. The last time I had to deal with hideous winter ghouls, they were frost zombies that broke into your house and tore you limb from limb so they could reanimate your corpse into their messed up undead army.

[Danny will hear the sound of Dipper making contact with wood as they finally reach the front porch of the shack. He stomps the snow off his boots as he pushes open the door. It is immediately warmer in here, though clearly even the shack is suffering from the winter, too.]

[Dipper is totally gonna drop him into the livingroom chair.]

Hang tight in the living room while I find some blankets.