The Story of Otzi the Iceman

3350 B.C

3350 B.C July, 11,

          Already my day has been going wrong. While starting the hunt I got separated from the group and can't find the way back home or the group. What's even worse is I think I'm being followed by a member of the rival tribe.

          I wandered around for a while longer until I ended up on the Otzal Alps.I heard my follower again and I was so angry I turned around..... but the arrow already had been fired and I was left there, about to go into slumber for over 5000 years.
                                                                -Otzi