Oh man, this mansion officially sucks again! It WAS cool, but now it sucks! If only they could get out of that room and he can get to his weapons... He instinctively pulls Shantae closer to protect her, mind racing, trying to figure out a way out.

He almost doesn't notice that they halt in their tracks when he does so.

"...Wait. These ones aren't coming towards us."

He loosens his embrace. They start shambling again. He grabs her again and they stop. Some of them go as far as to tilt their heads expectantly. Gordon looks down at Shantae with a puzzled expression as several pinions in his mind start to click into place.

"What... day... is it?" He hazards. Yes, he's aware of how random and non-sequitur the question is, but trust him, he's going somewhere with this.