You touch the wallpaper, which flakes profusely when you do so, perhaps in ignorance of the fact that many old vibrantly green wallpapers were made to look so with arsenic. As the flakes fly about, you inhale them by mistake and cough, which only produces more flaking.
Eventually, you collapse on your way out the doorway, and wonder if you'll end up on the wall like all the other animal heads.
Go back to main menu.