I wake up on the couch with a soft blanket that has a picture of a tiger on it. The room is pretty large with a wall unit on the opposite end. A large television is on it. Their are tables and the middle of all the couches that surround the room. The walls are filled with shelves with objects on them and pictures hanging.

The forest is relatively normal. It is mid day when the sun is the highest. Large oak trees stand tall and thick around me. Some have naturally fallen over because of the elements. Moss and fungus grow all around the trees and leaves scatter the ground, covering the soil and grass. The forest seems almost endless in all direction.

The path is worn like many people have walked on it. You can see faint outlines of footprint but they are made by bare feet. The path is about five feet wide and has no patches of grass on it anywhere. It is clean, no branches or holes or anything. It looks well-traveled on.

The water looks almost perfect. Its crystal clear and you can see the rock bed below. The water is shallow though, about two to three feet deep. The water does not see like a mode of transportation but just a pretty stream that you drink from.

It is a flask. It looks very old, maybe even used during a war. The flask is brown from use and mud. But it looks like it would be safe to drink from it.

The key is about 5 inches long and looks solid gold. It is polished so well that it almost looks as though it wasn't crafted by man. It has a beautiful design in the end of the key. It a well crafted key that seems to be used to unlock something very important that must be kept extremely safe.