A young fawn, no more than hours old, waits in the forest. A secret key to unlock a mysterious door lay waiting by the innocent and trusted creature. You slowly approach, not wanting to startle the young fawn with big brown eyes and long eyelashes. The fawn is not afraid, because she knew you would be there. She knew when you would be there. Her mother waits just out of sight, keeping a close eye on her newborn fawn keeper of the keys.