The room is dark and cold. I'm laying ontop of the blankets. All I see is a bookshelf with encyclopedia's and study materials. There is a small desk and dirty laundry strewn about the floor.

The forest is dark and the trees are like chritmas trees. It is very dense and cold. The only sound is a slight breeze rustling through the trees.

The path to the forest is very easy to pass through. It is wide and clear and made of dirt. I am the only one on the path and it feels somewhat haunting.

The water is moving fast through a narrow creek. It is very clean and clear. There are beautiful rocks in the creek. The water feels soft to the touch as well as cold.

There is a silver thermos that looks shiny and clean.

There is a gold key that appears to be a house key.