You breathe in deeply as you enter the garden.
Yes. Sweet. Fresh air!
As you move into the garden you smell something. "Yuck!", you nearly gag. Oh no! These flowers smell horrible.
There are prickly thorns and leaves that are leaving itchy bumps on your ankles as you trudge through the foliage towards a wooden fence.
You hear the piercing screech of bats flying above.
A fuzzy bug lands on your shoulder, and you lurch forward and almost fall head first into a puddle of mud.
Oh yeah, in case you forgot, it's still raining.
There it is! The gate.
You half slide through the mud to the tall broad door.
Spotting the silver lock dangling from the latch, your hopes sink to your stomach.
No! You need a key!
I guess you had better go back inside and keep looking for a way to escape.