A day of hiking
You decided to go for a hike in the forest. After hiking for an hour you notice the forest has changed. The walking trail has become narrow. Ancient trees loom overhead, their branches knitting together to block out much of the sky. The path beneath your feet is worn smooth, as if countless travelers once passed this way — though none seem to do so now. A faint breeze rustle through the trees. The scent of moss and damp musk fill your smell. Up ahead you notice an old mailbox, with the lid open. You walk towards it and find a leaflet inside.