As you leave the laboratory you find Donald sitting waiting for you.

'Well, that wasn't so bad,' you sqeak, scratching your ear with your hind paw. 'No side effects whatsoever, and if we deposit this money in a high interest account, then in about 200 years we'll be able to pay off that wizard.'

You find yourself at a junction with passages leading northeast and southwest. If you feel an unaccountable craving for cheese, click here...