In the beginning of the short story, a man walked with his dog in the cold weather of the Yukon territory. He was on his way to a camp near Henderson Creek. Even though he was wearing boots and a fur coat, he was very cold and hungry. His friends, who were already there, were going to have to have a fire and hot food ready for him.
Oh No! I thought that was snow.
The dog continued to walk behind the man even though it knew it was too cold. The man was very careful when walking through icy areas. He always watched his step. Suddenly, he stopped. He saw a thin layer of ice. Underneath it, was a spring that flowed. He knew that if he stepped into it then he might die because it is very cold.
Aaah! My hands are burning.
At around 12:00, the man became hungry and opened up his jacket to get his lunch. He also took his right glove off, and while this took only 20 seconds, his hands started to slowly freeze. He quickly put on the glove and began to create a fire. He built it by putting small wooden sticks and adding larger ones. After that, he just continued to walk on his journey.
I smell death.
The unthinkable happened. What he thought was a thick layer of snow, was actually a thin layer of ice. He fell though, and every part of his body froze. He quickly built a fire. At first, it was very little and grew bigger with the more wood he put in. He was safe. He sat down near a tree and thought about the precepts of the north. One was to never travel alone.
When he was sitting by the tree, a slight movement caused the tree to shake and drop a lot of snow. He tried to create a fire again, but his hands were too frozen to pick up the matches. Once his hands finally got warm enough to pick up the matches, he made a fire. He didn't realize that the match was burning on his fingers. Once it started hurting, he quickly dropped it on the floor.
He then got the idea to kill his dog for warmth. He could not kill the dog since his hands were frozen and he couldn't hold a knife. He got the thought of death. The man layed on the ground and realized he was going to die. The dog smelled death and let out a big howl. While the man died, the dog continued its journey to Henderson Creek.