The passage opens into a hexagonal chamber filled with hundreds of tiny wooden chairs.
Most are no larger than teacups.
The room reeks of prawns and liquorice.
At its centre, occupying the largest chair, is a creature composed almost entirely of eyebrows.
The creature watches you silently.
Its countless eyebrows rearrange themselves constantly into expressions of suspicion, disappointment, confusion and what may briefly be pride.
After several uncomfortable seconds, the creature speaks in a high-pitched voice.
โYou look exactly like someone who would trust the soup shelves.โ
One particularly thick eyebrow curls judgementally in your direction.
If you would like to ask the eyebrow creature a question, write it in the comments, then await a response.