The room is slightly warm, just enough to be perceptible, and there is a faint sensation of ionization in the air. It is very long and wide, with low ceilings. There are several couches and coffee tables, in hideous colors, and a nonfunctioning TV set, perhaps a model of a TV.
The forest consists mostly of rather squat conifers, and is fairly open. It is twilight.
The path is wide but shows little sign of regular use; it is not paved, and there is grass growing in it.
It is a stream, small but fast-flowing, that passes over jagged rocks. It reflects the light in a strange, almost iridescent way. It is numbingly cold to the touch.
It is a large elongated earthenware pot, glazed so that its colors resemble those of the water.
It unlocks the door to a small shack or cabin somewhere nearby.