In this wooded area there is a small cliff to the west that appears to be about 30 feet high. A water fall flows from the cliffside feeding a creek that flows to the east. Although the cliff isn't incredibly high it looks as though it would be very dangerous to try to climb as it is wet and quite sheer with few hand holds. A cool refreshing mist rises from the pool at the bottom of the water fall.
You take a deep breath of the refreshing glorioius smell of the running water. Ah! How good it smells on this sort of day, when everything is sunny and bright! But wait, you breathe in deeply again... is that... the scent of orange? How odd that a place such as the cliffside would have that scent. Looking around, you find a wet tangle of rope in the pool...
Zphal stopped to consider the cliffside and running waterfall briefly. It seemed highly unlikely that any zombies would be going for a swim, though she had certainly seen weirder things so far... she remembered back to the lawn-mowing zombie.
Zphal shrugged nd headed east along the creek's banks.