You Drink the Gray Liquid
It's bitter aroma pollutes the air. As a zombie, you find it pleasent.
It smells like the blood of a human. Resisting yourself, you try and
pull yourself away from the foul drink, but your ragged body pushes
on, and you drink it off the floor, down to the last gulp.
Slowly, skin starts to form! The antidote. If only you hadn't dropped
the potion, you could give some of the elixer to David. Maybe you
still can scoop some up into a remaining beaker.
You manage to push a few drops into an empty wine bottle, after all,
this is a wine cellar. It would be easy to find a bottle.
You can hear Barbara scream from the upstairs room. You suddenly
remember, Barbara is in trouble. You look at the burnt hole above you,
where the top floor of the wine cellar is. Even if you make it up
through there, how can you get through the wreckage?
There isn't much time to think. You can't lose your best friend! It
would add another recruit to the army of zombies. Your normal body is
slowly coming back. You remember David's new zombie strength. Can you
use your remaining zombie powers to get out? It's worth a
try.
After a few minuets, you make up your mind. You decide to choose the
grey liquid. Your slimey hands wrap around the bottle, and it slips
out of your grasp. It falls onto the floor, broken shards of glass
everywhere! Now what?
