Amber takes a small step, stepping outside. She looks around, eyes closing as the wind rustles her hair "oh....it.." She takes a deep breath "amazing! Why...why are we down there? this...doesn't seem scary or evil at all"<br/>Her head cocks to the side for a moment and she approaches the cows, holding a hand out to one. The cow sniffs the hand and goes back to grazing with a soft hmph.<br/><br/>She turns slightly and shades her eyes to look around. "there's.." Amber searches for the word "a house there"<br/>It's old and run down, almost in ruins. The roof is caved in over the second floor but there's a porch still standing and the first floor appears to be sound.<br/><br/>There's an old wood rocking chair on the porch, rocking against the wind