Lost, Lost.... Where am I? Play

This is filler! Filler night! Need to put something but just too lazy tonight. Filler! Filler night!

( because name dead)

The man hiked up the mountain, getting steadily higher and higher this bright morn with his fellow hikers. He was in this expedition to see if they couldn't map out more of the Himalaya mountains, and possibly find a cave or so. The glaciers and snow caps breath taking as they gleamed in the sun.

That is when the snow hit, blowing and writing out the mountain side, with all the force of a gale wind and all the terror and power of a hurricane. They trudged, shouts being taken by the air, as snow began to pile on their coats. Towards what looked like a cave mouth they blundered on, to seek shelter, that is when the snow shifted under them, the wind blowing, and ice chunks splitting upward, severing his rope from the others, in white out, he couldn't stay so he ran to get off the crumbling glacier and onto rocks, once he reached what he thought was a rock, he fell, on some hard packed snow sending him tumbling down and into a world of white and nothingness. For he had hit his head, as his body slid down the mountainside, falling into and going where ever.

After the storm passed, a shorter young lady was foraging when she noticed something strange. It looked like a strangely colored rock half buried in the snow. She creeped closer until she got a better look. It was... a person? No wonder they looked unwell; that strange stuff was strangling them! She pulled out a flint knife and cut the weird stuff away. It was surprisingly easy to cut. The person was wearing such strange clothes too! She heard another storm coming (it was the stormy season after all) and called out to her comrades to help her take the strange man back to the village. The three of them carefully picked him up and carried him to the village elder's hut.