Passing by the double doors to the south for the moment, the party proceeds east down the wide hallway from whence came the latest pair of zombies. After angling southeast for about 30 feet, the hallway opens eastward into a roughly rectangular room, its roof supported by four pillars. The room is almost entirely flooded, and the air is thick with humidity and a rank odor. Bits of flotsam drift in the dirty water, but it is impossible to tell what this room might once have been used for.
There are no signs of life...or 'unlife'.