You leave the zombie-free room behind feeling pretty satisfied. It's nice every now and again to get an enemy that you can just totally whale on. Used to be changelings filled that role, but not so much nowadays since Thorax took over and they all made friends. Zombies make for great fodder though.
Especially when they don't look like ponies you know and there isn't a bunch of evidence implying that it was your prank that caused their zombification. You shudder at the memory and push it back under.
Despite the magic clean-up, you swear you can still feel a little blood behind your ear.
You decide that's enough woolgathering for now, time to move on to the next challenge.
There are four paths to chose from, TWO DOORS, and TWO HALLWAY directions.