The room is a bedroom. The bed is very comfortable, with a lot of covers and a nice thick comforter. The shades are partly drawn and it is possible to see that the house this room belongs to is in the country. The bedroom is furnised with a bed, a dresser, a couple of chairs, and there's a carpet on the floor. All the furniture is somewhat old and worn but in excellent condition -- antiques or somesuch. It is a warm and inviting room.
The forest is mainly made up of broad-lead, deciduous trees (oak, maple, beach and the like), with evergreens here and there. The canopy is semi-dense and does not prevent sunlight from reaching the forest floor. The underbrush is sparse.
The path is of average width, accomodating two people walking abreast but not more. There are a lot of pine needles, dead leaves and whatnot on the path, but yet the fact that there are no saplings or branches shows that it is used on a somewhat regular basis.
It is a small river -- wider than a mere brook. The water is quite clear, and quite cool, too; the river bottom is visible through the water. The river is about 2 feet deep at most, and flows by at a moderate speed. It would be possible to walk across it by walking carefully on the rocks that are found here and there.
It is a closed metal flask, made of fairly shiny silvery metal. It has not been there long as it still looks new. The cap is screwed on its top, and it is attached to the flask with a small chain. There is still something in the flask, one can hear liquid sloshing in it.
It is an old-fashioned metal key, large as keys go. It feels heavy and cold in the hand. It is somewhat rusty. There's a leather string looped through a hole in it, and the leather is worn and cracked. It unlocks another cottage down the path somewhere.