I will be the camp by six o'clock, the boys would be there and a hot supper would be ready.
You go first boy.
The day was dawned and gray when the man came back from his little trip. There was no sun and a clear sky, but there was darkness o the face of things. This fact did bother the man.
Oh No!!! I need to built a fire fast!
He was headed for the old camp on Henderson Creek, where his friends were. He plan to get there by six o'clock that evening.
Should I killed the dog and use its body keep me warm. Uh, but my fingers are numb. Maybe I Shouldn't.
He knows that there hot steam water under the ice, so he was careful at where he step. If he fell in the water than he would be force to stop and built a fire. Once he senses danger, he made the dog go ahead.
I'm Sleepy, I sleep now.
The man broke through the ice and was wet to the knee. He rush to make a fire and he knew he must not fail.
He should not have built the fire under the pine tree because a pile of snow on the tree branch fell on the fire as he pull the twigs. He plan to kill the dog and warm his hand using the body and built a fire again. He could not feel his hand to do so.
Oh No! Why do I even built a fire under the tree!
He began to feel sleepy and thought it was a good idea to sleep his way to death. When the dog caught the smell of death, it turned and ran along the trail toward the camp.