I never thought my life would end like this. Being hunted by mythological creatures in my pajamas. Honestly, it never entered my mind.

Yes," he replied. "We are --- how do you say on Midgard -- between a hard place and tree.

Let me get this straight," I said once I was settled securely on the rock. "I was struck by some kind of magical energy sent from Odin that shot out of the lights in the storeroom at Macy's, hitting me and knocking me into a pile of shoes? And because of that, I'm now immortal?