The room is cold. It is full of computers. Flashing lights, blinking away the status of the systems they represent. There is a low hum and whine from the cooling fans of all of the machines, as well as the air conditioning unit. The room is decorated with lots of rusty metal hanging on the wall, as well as old motherboards and other bits of outdated technology. The wall hangings strike a sharp contrast to the shiny new polished machines humming away in the dark room. There are many brass era automobile parts in one corner. Old, tarnished, but well sorted into piles recognizable as entire automobiles, yet completely disassembled. Several of these vehicles have strange powerplants, external combustion steam engines, stirling cycle engines, and other old motive power sources.
The forest is full of old old trees. They are very large, and covered in moss. The forest is very wet. It is dark, but there are rays of sunshine poking through the branches and illuminating the forest with a soft green light. The trees are very close together, but given their scale, it is still easy to walk between them. If there were no path, it would still be easy to navigate the forest, as long as one could keep track of direction.
The path is well worn, and packed deep into the ground. It is wide enough for a motorcycle, but not for an automobile. There is a bit of grass growing on the sides of the path. It does not appear that the trees have been changed to make room for the path, it was simply laid down between the widest spaces available. The Trees do not notice the path, for it flows between them like water past rocks.
A stream flows through the forest, much like the path. It is wide, with trees lining either side. It is evident that the trees have been holding the shore in place against the erosion of the water. The roots of the trees nearest the shore are exposed on the edge of the water. There are a few trees which have fallen, but they do not appear to do so often. The stream is a natural one, and it is full of water. There are pools where the water is very deep and calm, and there are places where the water is shallower, and moves much quicker. The bottom of the stream is filled with rocks and pebbles and sand. The water is very clear.
It's a heavy ceramic mug, with a stainless steel lid. There is a lot of celtic knotwork in bas relief on the sides of the mug. It's very tall, along the lines of a german beer stein, about a foot tall, and 6 inches in diameter at the bottom, tapering towards the top, which is about 5 inches in diameter.
It's a double cut key, with not only pins on the cylinder, but pins on the wards. It is the key to a lock which would be extremely difficult to pick. It's the sort of lock which is used to shut important doors against bad people. It looks like the key to my friend's house in an extremely bad part of the city. I think it unlocks a door.