Great! That's why there are two directions, surely, so that Mel can go one and Rachel can go the other.

...except that the irritatingly cheerful are often soon to find themselves the prematurely dead. So while Rachel hangs back, letting the red light fade around here, itching to go that way and not Mel's way...

She came here to feel better. Letting someone die - even an irritating, possibly stupid someone - is not going to help that.

There is some soft grumbling in the darkness behind Mel, but nothing to fear. Just an irate teenager.