The creek runs swiftly through this shaded area. You take a moment to dip your hands into the refreshingly cold water. Then, marveling at the power of second-person writing, you jump into one of the shallow pools and splash about until it occurs to you that your feet are soaked. Upstream, beyond a break in the trees, the water comes rushing over a dam. The earth next to the dam is steep, but you could probably climb it to get to whatever body of water lies on the other side. Downstream, the bridge that you left is still visible.
