Chapter 13 Survival

Thirteen years ago…

A group of five climbers were walking along a plain covered by heavy snow. Their food and drink supplies are running out. They have been trapped in Vitosha for two weeks. Currently, snow is unable to fall to the ground after three days of non-stop snowfall.

"I'm so hungry. At least we have to hunt or we'll die on this mountain, Cliff!" said a man of thin stature.

"Okay, let's rest here first. I hope we can work together at a time." Cliff lowered his backpack and sat down by the snow-covered tree trunk.

"Do you still have water, Dean?" asked one of the tallest men among them.

"Stay a little, here's a drink!" the man named Dean handed the tall man his water bottle.

"Well, Dean and I are going to find firewood. You and Charlie are looking for any animal we can eat and water, while Oliver prepares equipment for us to spend the night here!" Remember to mark the path you have passed" Cliff divided the tasks for the five of them.

Four of them walked in different d