5: The Night

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I hiked all the way to the top and saw a camp and ran down. I fell down the hill and just saw snow. "Snow? Snow! It's just snow. Just snow." I was just about to scream at the top of my lungs for this one hallucination. Screaming how I'm so close, yet so far. Now that I think of it, it's a good place to set up shop. So I get one of my matches and make a fire. Then, I make another torch and try to find more kindling, anything that will burn. Then, I try to find some long sticks. I can't find them, so I just make a hole, like a hobbit. Then I use my spare clothes as a pillow and blanket. Turns out, it terrible as being a blanket. Before I go to sleep, I eat one measly granola bar while clutching my stomach. I also put a pot over fire, filled with snow, so it melts the snow for precious water. After a meal, I bury myself in a snow coat and cover the hole. When I wake up, I hear growling outside. When I open the up the hole, the hole is surrounded by Himalayan Wolves. My instincts kick in, and I run out of the hole. The wolves are running fast with a lot of stamina, one of my weaknesses. After a mile of running, I have gained distance between me and the wolves. I need to make a diversion. I get rocks and through them at the wolves. Once I run out and get close, I run off the nearest cliff. The wolves look down and realize there is now a free meal. They run down and don't find me anywhere. Then, I get up from the snow I was buried in. When I fell, the snow felt like pillows. I get up and see the Mount Everest base camps in the distance. That is when I have faith. I head off towards the camps.

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