You gaze around the forest and continue deeper into it. Suddenly, you stumble into a clearing. The forest of dark, royal green pine trees are behind you. In front of you is a beautiful, clear blue lake. Just behind the lake is a small cave with a curtain of long leafy vines in front of it. Curtain of vines?, you wonder. How would a curtain of vines, of all things, get in front of a cave? You step forward, then remember the lake. You sigh. Oh, well. At least you were wearing old pants.