Hiroto walked into the cabin remembering the smells. He took a deep breath in closing his eyes and slowly releasing it. He loved this place, he could never figure out why he left it for that dreaded city. He set his keys down and walked to the bedroom he remembered and looked around. Nothing was the same, someone must have went in and fixed it up behind his back. There were two extra rooms added and the bathroom seemed to be redone. Instead of a rotting in floor that made one feel like they were going to fall in it was solid as the ground the house was build in. Then he walked back to the door and realized that the door knob had been changed and the door shuts properly and the couches and chairs were defiantly a color that he would never dream of.