After resting by the fire it was time for him to back to walking. He could feel his hand and feet and little better but it was still cold. He knew he was close to camp.
He walked upon a river and could smell the campfire. He knew was almost there. Just one more river and the cold will all be worth. He thought he could make it through the cold.
It was starting to get dark so he could not see very well. He stepped on to the river to cross it but fell in. He was too weak and too cold to get out. Later that night his friends found his body frozen and cold.