December 9th, 2023. At Sugarloaf Mountain. Richard stood at the best viewing spot, flanked by Sara on his left and Lisa on his right. His arms were casually draped over their shoulders, The air was crisp and clear, providing an unobstructed view of the expansive landscape below.
The view was beautiful, with trees dotting the landscape and the distant horizon stretching out before them.
Sara, observing the calm scenery, remarked, "It's surreal, isn't it? Out here, it feels like the world hasn't changed."
Lisa, still looking around, added thoughtfully, "Yeah, it's strange. There are places like this that seem untouched, while the rest of the world is... you know."
Richard nodded, his gaze fixed on the horizon. "It's the contrast that makes it even more striking. That's why in any outbreak, sparsely populated areas like this are safer. Fewer people, fewer problems."
