The room is olive green and smells of coffee. It's warm and music is playing softly in the background. There are black and white photos on the walls in an organized pattern. The room is bright even though the shades are closed. The shades are white.

The forest is on the edge of a highway. I don't want to be in the forest. The trees are nice and the sun shines through the leaves, but it's cold and it smells like skunk. There are many pine trees and the floor of the forest is rotting.

The path is gravel and narrow. There are roots growing on the sides of the path, but other than that it is very tidy.

It's a tiny stream. It's full of oil and shimmers with rainbow colors in the sun. It doesn't smell like anything. there's a dead bird in it.

It's a rusting tin can. It's red, orange and silver. I wouldn't want to touch it at all.

The key is an old skeleton key. It is dull and tastes like lead. It would open an old trunk, but it's broken.