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Grimnír turned his attention back to the little three-legged table, and after a moment of hesitation, he took the tiny golden key into his hands. His first thought was that it might belong to one of the doors of the hall, so he carefully inspected each door for anything out of the ordinary. Unfortunately for him, he found that every door was not only plain and non-descript, but each looked exactly the same as the other. Then, the young man tried the key on each door, starting from the farthest, but alas! either the locks were too large, or the key was too small, but at any rate it would not open any of them.

However, on the second time round, he came upon a low curtain he had not noticed before, and behind it was a little door about fifteen inches high. He tried the little golden key in the lock, and to his great relief it fitted!

Grimnír opened the door and found that it led into a small passage, not much larger than a rat-hole. He knelt down and looked along the passage into the loveliest sunflower field he ever saw. He knew immediately that he had to get out there somehow, despite an unexplainable feeling of dread, but he could not even get his head through the doorway.

There seemed to be no use in waiting by the little door, so he went back to the table, knowing that if this story was anything like he remembered, he might find something useful waiting for him. But what he found was a bit different from what he expected.

"What the hell?," said Grimnír aloud. "Three bottles? That isn't how this goes!"

And indeed, upon the table was not one but three little bottles ('which certainly weren't here before,' thought Grimnír) and round the neck of each was a little paper label, with the words "DRINK ME" beautifully printed on it in large letters.

It was all very well to say 'Drink me,' but wise Grimnír was not going to do that in a hurry. Instead, he tugged upon the front of his robe and called upon someone named Yukari. Several minutes he spent calling for his strange companion, but alas! she did not answer. After it became clear that she was not with him, he sighed and stared back at the bottles on the table.

"Goddammit Yukari," said Grimnír. For the first time he could remember, he actually felt like he needed for her to pop out, but this time, he knew that he was alone.

Having no better idea, he turned back to the bottles and took a sniff of each. The aroma of the first bottle reminded him of mint and sweet herbs. The aroma of the second bottle reminded him of cinammon and honey. The aroma of the third bottle reminded him of chocolate and cream.

[ ] Drink from the first bottle, which smells of mint and sweet herbs.
[ ] Drink from the second bottle, which smells of cinammon and honey.
[ ] Drink from the third bottle, which smells of chocolate and cream.
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