Probably Against The Building Code
The lock comes off, the door opens to a void.
You remember nothing about Vrill going anywhere, nor about becoming un-undead, which you seem to be. Still flesh and blood half-elf.
...
"Hey, where Marivhon at?" inquires Gregolas. "I got some killer endo. 'I do not sniff de coke, I only smoke-'" he sings, pausing to look at you all.
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Sensimilla,'" G whistles the song while he continues to play his game, which seems to involve turning civilization into one giant homogenous blob. "Fuckin Mr. Wiggles!" he curses at the screen, when a little gremlin... no, it looks sort of like Jesus Christ... floats across the screen restoring some of civilization back. You doubt Ron would approve of this new game.