Ren had jumped into a hole made from an artificially created sandworm and somehow ended up here. She found herself in a large mall filled with stores. Items all kinds were sold here, although the price seems to range based on how nice or naughty you have been this year. Ren sees little people with pointed ears walking around and one of them notices her hand puppet and rushes over. “Dear sweet candy canes! What happened to this one?” The elf would look over Usagi with a concerned and worried expression. “Bullies.” Ren replied. The elf pulls out a handheld communications device. “No, no this is no good.” He says in a panic before turning on the device. “This is a code blue. We have a living puppet in critical condition at the northwest entrance. I repeat this is a code blue.” Soon a couple of elves would come rushing over with a stretcher.