The room is warm and white. It is smaller than I would prefer it to be. It is like a dorm room. It contains a bed and an old desk. Decorations are sparse.
The forest is dark and full of evergreens. The trees are rich and full of life. It seems scary, but I am unafraid. I can see into the forest.
The path is made of beaten earth and rock. The path is clear and wide enough for a wagon to travel upon. It is flat for the most part. I am unable to tell if it is well travelled. There are no footprints or wagon marks, but it is not full of weeds and plants.
The path ends in a secluded area where there is a lake and a gently falling waterfall. The water is clear and fresh. I can taste the water's purity. The water is cold and refreshing.
It is an old-fashioned canteen that travellers take with them. It has a nonmetallic surface and borders on a shade of brown or dull red. It is flat and circular in shape. It is slightly bigger than my hand would be if my fingers were outstretched.
It is an ornate old-fashioned key. It is gold or brass in appearance with little specks of dirt on it. I think it unlocks nothing and is purely for decoration. It is a very heavy key.