You pick up the large bone and prepare for whatever is coming at you. A couple of zombies enter and as soon as they see you they shamble over.

You’re a little shaken, and you attempt to do exactly what Demar said, but you’re not having any effect. Soon one of the zombies is almost upon you and you lash out with the bone.

You give a few good whacks to the first one’s skull causing it to collapse lifeless once again. You do the same to the second one. You’re breathing hard and thank the fact that they were slow enough not to easily catch you.

However, your victory is short lived, when Demar appears again.

“(Sigh) you killed them, after I told you that was not the purpose. Plus you gave a poor showing in even attempting to control them. I don’t see a future for you, if you cave under pressure like that.”

You’re a little dejected, but the worse is yet to come, when you find you won’t be leaving this place. Mr. Demar can’t risk you knowing about this place yet not being a disciple of his. He didn’t last this long being undetected by taking chances.

With a few quick mumblings and you feel your body ravaged by rot. It’s a horrible death, but one that results in you rising to take the place of the “test” zombies you just ruined.

You spend your remaining undead life shambling around underground until eventually when Demar feels it’s time to attack, you’re one of the first cannon fodder troops to be destroyed in the attempted take over.