"Good luck!  Though also do you have any idea how to remove the bits of vine on the floor?  A scythe is totally unable to have any effect on them in any way, as one might expect."

"Sorry! I trust you'll figure it out -- you seem like quite the clever one!"

Lewis calls this over his shoulder as he goes out the front door.

"This is probably what it's like to take an IQ test when you in fact have no IQ.  Any ideas welling up from your own subconscious or equivalent thereof, Emily?"

"I'm trying to remember what all the rooms are in this place. I'm pretty sure I've been in here when it was in better shape but I can't actually form a specific memory about it. Huh."

"Anyway, shall we try going this direction?" Emily points off to the left.

"I can but follow where you lead."

Emily shoots a mischievous look over her shoulder as she heads down the corridor to the left.

When she's partway down the hall, she turns and looks to the left.

"Uh, Oliver? Yeah, you are definitely going to want to look in this room."

"Your prediction is noted," he'll say with some minor nervousness, and follow.

The corridor has one door on the left and two on the right. Emily is standing in front of the door to the left, peering into it. The hallway and rooms are dark, but there's a faint eerie light coming from the room and illuminating Emily's face.

Maybe he'll sort of peer in around the edge of the door?  There's very few threat models that'll stand up to a minor display of caution like that.

The room was once a craft room, perhaps, but now it is covered in vines and cobwebs like all the rest.

In the middle of the floor is a glowing square object.

...like, what size, what dimensions, if his eyes are still reporting that to him?  Is this a golden altar or a glowing golden button?

It appears to be a piece of paper, somewhat curled along two opposite edges, as if it had perhaps once been rolled up.

Oliver has perhaps noticed by now that many things in Pelican Town seem to fit on a grid; this object fits within a single grid square.

"Emily, what is this object that I definitely want to see?"

"I don't know yet, but it's glowing! Isn't that exciting? It's got to be something good!"

"At some point I need to tell you a tragic story about a couple named Marie and Pierre Curie."

"I... suppose that if this reality has the general style it seems to have, a glowing object you can find early on is unlikely to kill you immediately."

"Let's see what it is!"

Emily skips into the room and kneels by the glowing scroll.

"Huh. I can't read it!"

He was actually sort of hoping she'd do that!  In a way which didn't create any future relationship issues about him not having warned her at all!  Oliver will follow and take a look himself.

Oliver clicks the X at the upper right

"Can't read it either."  Does Oliver seem to have any means about him of writing down the letters, or perfectly remembering them as if his mind now contained some perfect camera for clues?

You previously wrote things down on the back of Emily's letter, using a pen from your luggage! But you left those back at the farm. So nope.

...actually Oliver has a cellphone.

Is the protagonist of this story supposed to have a cellphone?  Maybe a different cellphone?

...either way, Oliver will snap a picture of the glowy scroll using his cellphone, then check if the image showed up.

Yup, that worked.

"It's possible that a smart person could decode this to English," Oliver says after a long stare, "there's a two-letter word that gets repeated and that might be 'of' or 'to', for example.  But I'm not getting it at a glance.  Probably we are not supposed to be able to read it right now."

"Let me just see if Yoba will decode it for us!"

Emily hums to herself.

"Did it work? ... Awww, it didn't work. I guess Yoba has other plans for us."

Does the object look like it's meant to be pick-uppable?