A few days later.
In the middle of the forest, far from the nearby town, Lucas Donovan sets his camping chair by the cold river and starts fishing, as he usually does daily.
He enjoys the stunning scenery as far as his eyes can see, with a mountain in the distance. The once-green leaves now turn yellow and crimson. Snow covers the tip of the mountain, indicating that winter is coming. And this year, it seems to come sooner.
Lucas Donovan no longer remembers how many days he has stayed in this place.
His life in this place seems so slow. In the morning, he walks around the property, enjoying the sun and the sounds of birds. After his late breakfast, he spends his morning in the garden behind the cabin, watering his crops and harvesting the ripe ones. In the afternoon, he spends all day sitting on his deck chair by the river's bank, fishing, and often falling asleep.
