Sal went outside, breathing in the fresh and cold air. The winter Salem town was snowy, with people walking around. Some were working: taking care of horses, building new houses to make their town bigger, as it was one of the few places people could live safely. Children were running and playing on the playground, laughing. The town was the only place where happy people could be seen. Not starving or deadly injured ones, suffering from the apocalypse, just happy.