Welcome to Level 3, where the walls are made of fries and the floors are sticky with ketchup. You're getting close to the exit, but first, you have to navigate this endless maze of crispy, golden goodness.
As you wander through the rows of sizzling potatoes, the aroma of salt and grease assaults your nostrils. You can almost taste the sweetness of the sugar coating on each fry, but you know you can't give in.
Will you: