The room is dense and frigid. There are no furnishing within the room. Yet, it feels warm do to the free standing fire place

The forest is filled with pines. I can hardely see my path. It seems dark and gloomy

It is hard to make out way way I'm supposed to go. It seems as if this trail has not been used in many of years. I don't know if it's a path or just rows of pines.

I've stumbled upon a small creek. The water is crisp and clear. I can see some tabpoles in moving throughout the water. As i felt the water, I felt a chill flowing throughout my body.

I've found a small cantine, maybe about a quart or so. It seems old and rusty. Almost like it was from a previous war.

As i continue across the so called path, I stumble across a small key. It looks as if it's an old house key.