The room is small and enclosed by dark red walls. The walls are covered with a few black and white paintings of still objects. Against the walls rest two white stiff couches. On the glass tables stand mini sculptures and lamps.
Outside the room is a gray gravel trail that seems to lead into a luscious forest. High above hang skinny branches covered with red, yellow, and green leaves. There is enough space inbetween for the sun to shine through and light up the path.
The gravel trail is well marked as if it were meant to be a road for major commuting. It is wide enough to create two lanes of traffic going both directions in the forest. The trail is clean except for a few sticks and little creatures that cross the path.
Suddenly, a constant sound of crashing water can be heard. Up ahead crystal blue water falls from a high rock to the bed of the water. The water sparkles as the sun hits the surface. Occassionally little orange fish rise to the top of the water for people to see. At first the water feels chilly but warms up the deeper someone goes.
A brown mug sits on the edge of the grass where the bridge meets the path again. It looks as if the mug was hand crafted because of the texture and shape.
In the middle of the path lays a brass key. The key is big than usual and the color is tainted. The key has a crown-like design on the top. The key looks as if it was the piece that unlocks a big chest full of someone's valuable belongings.