The walls are painted a bright yellow. Because the window was closed all night, the air is warm and stuffy. There a large bed against one wall. Opposite it is a large dresser, it's upper shelves filled with knick knacks. The walls are adorned with pictures, mostly brightly colored drawings. There are two calendars on the walls as well, for the art more than the dates.

The closeness of the trees make the forest appear dark, but the sounds of the birds above and sunlight filtering in through the branches remind one that it is daytime. The trees are tall and thin, and their branches seems to intertwine more as they go up. The ground crunches and crackles beneath as one walks.

The path is well traveled. You can see the scuff of sneakers from earlier hikers. The path is thin and winding though, twisting around the trees as it moves further into the forest. Here and there a tree root will be found across your path, but they're easy to step over.

There is a wide stream in front of you. The water appears both clear and shallow and a line of rocks lie across. You can see the pebbles that line the bottom and they appear to shine as the water ripples the reflection of the canopy above.

It's a blue canteen, made of hard plastic. The top is twisted shut. It has a strap that would most likely hang from one's shoulder. On the bottom there is some writing written in black marker. From the weight and sound, it appears to be half full.

It's a small key. The metal is dull but has a gold sheen. It would most likely open either a door or some kind of box.