Teddy Novak 1999-03-15

The room is warm. The furnishings are comfortable. I have something to read and I don't have to be anywhere.

There was very little pressure to grow up (“don’t have to be anywhere”).

The forest is well-lit. There is a path that leads away in one direction only. I cannot see where it is headed.

The path seems well-travelled, but there are no other people. It cannot be followed for any great distance.

The path ends at a small stream. The stream is not wide enough to step or jump across. However, it seems to be shallow enough to walk through. It looks like normal water in there.

There is a dark green bottle which sticks out of the ground.

The key is old-fashioned and quite large. It could open a large wooden door or, in my darker moments, I might imagine it opens a crypt.