The drive through the overgrown roads was, to put it mildly, painfully dull.
Hana leaned against the car window, her cheek resting against the cool glass as she gazed absently into the distance. The road ahead was barely recognizable anymore, swallowed by nature as weeds, vines, and wild grass pushed through the cracks in the old asphalt. Trees crowded both sides of the road, their branches swaying gently in the wind and occasionally brushing against the vehicles as they passed.
Every now and then, the soft chirping of birds could be heard somewhere among the trees.
It was strangely peaceful.
And yet, there was something unsettling about that peace.
This world had changed so much in only a matter of months.
Sometimes Hana found it difficult to believe that the life they had once known had actually existed. The normal world—the one with schools, crowded streets, noisy shops, ordinary days, and problems that had once seemed so important—was gone.
It wasn't coming back.
