The bear

“Here catch!” Jasper said with strength in his voice as the wind swirled around them, and it bounced around the clear blue glaciers. “It was so terribly cold.” snow was falling, and it was was almost dark. The snow was whipping up as if she were in a snow globe, her head ahead, making sure the path was safe enough to climb. As she dropped the rope to Kelley in her purple jumpsuit, her goggles fogged up as she stood on a small ledge, her hands shivering even through her heavy-duty gloves, with plenty of experience ice climbing, but never in the Antarctic. The deep blue sky danced with bright lights as the northern light illuminated everyone. As she tied the rope to her climbing harness and sank her axes into the frozen water, Simon, who was at the front right behind Jasper, slipped, sending several ice rocks plummeting to the bottom, ripping open Sarah's jacket black and Kelley's backpack. A few critical items fell out of his backpack. Making his SMITH Vantage 2 MIPS helmet fall to the ground

“Simon! Watch where you’re going!”Elizabeth shouted as she was still at the bottom of this 45-foot climb. She was still at the bottom waiting for the room to move. “Everyone picked up some vials,” she demanded. The adults waited for their turn and picked up test tubes. At the same time, the abominable cold struck their faces.

“We have to go back before the night reaches us,” Peter exclaimed. He was the most worried as he carried his black medical backpack. “I don’t want anyone to have frostbite.” His voice echoed against the frozen waterfall. Caleb brought a huge green backpack filled with medical supplies. As the rest of the group went to the top, his glasses fogging up, he kicked up the last test tube. He picked it up with his long, slender, fragile fingers. His raybands fogged up as he walked up to the ice wall and tied himself to the rope. As he started to climb, he began to wheeze, as if he had filled his mouth with Reese's Pieces before he climbed, trying to lift a thousand pounds. With his small frame, he shook like a leaf, and his long silver beard and his shoulder-length hair covered his face and blew all around him. “We’re going to die trying to get to the drop zone.” He yelled, almost passing out. As he continued his climb, as soon as the others realized that he was about to pass out, they grabbed the rope and hoisted him up by pulley. As they hauled him up with all their strength, the rope was slowly disintegrating. “Hurry,” he said frantically as they tried to go faster. He used his ice picks frantically, but his strength wasn’t enough. As they tried to pull him, the rope snapped with all their strength.

When Caleb was at the top, he blacked out briefly because he wasn't used to the exercise or the heat. When he became conscious, he was lying on the ground. As the rest of the crew strips off his clothes, he tries to cool himself. “I don't know why we’re doing this,” he muttered.

“We have to get to the center of this snowstorm to figure out what's causing damage to our radios. It is unseen with our radio, usually surviving most snowstorms. Thank god that we have a machine that tracks the middle of the snow storm, all thanks to our engineers at base camp.” Jasper shouted, holding a small compass.

“Who wants to lead with this hellish snowstorm?”Asked David with one eye missing, “We’ve been going to the center of the snowstorm for a few days. We’re freezing, tired, and hungry, and the snowmobiles didn't help at all. David marched up to Jasper and tried to push him to the ground, but Jasper pushed him back.

“Careful,” Lily said with fear in her voice. Her Canadian goose jacket covered her small, petite frame, her glasses fogging from the heavy breathing she was taking. “Don’t break the compass, common guys were a team. Leo still has the food. Let's wait for this snowstorm to die down. He said, putting down her backpack and pulling out a tent. As Jasper set down her backpack, the others followed suit. It took them 10 minutes to set up camp, with Sampson handing out pemmican, a highly calorie-dense food the first natives ate back in the day. “Shit, we’re running out of food,” Sampson said as he dug through his backpack.

“For the next few days, we have to ration out the food. Tomorrow we wake up early and finally find the source. Jasper said as she set down her backpack and set up her tent.

As everyone went into their tents, a few hours later, the wind died down, and a small group set up a campfire and began to talk. “Why the hell are we in the middle of nowhere? We have to trust Jasper, and his muscles were bulging. His bridge row drew his dark brown eyes deeper into his eye sockets, and his massive beard almost covered his face.

“We have to listen to her; she is the head scientist, she has the magical compass.” Garry held his hand up high, mocking her while sitting closer to the fire.

“I know how you feel, said Emmile, but we have to follow her. I’m bitter with how much we have to listen to her. Jasper can be trusted; the special compass has been tested and trusted before, and it has been accurate. Silence consumed all of them as they sat in the dark. Caleb came out of his tent and sat by the raging fire. “I want to know how much medication we have left,” Emmile said. Caleb went to our tracking equipment works.” Leo growled, hunching over the fire to warm himself, with one of his tent to check on his backpack. When he came back, he shook his head no.

“We barely have any medication left. I underpacked because I didn't expect it to take us this long to figure out the source. He took out his compass, which was rapidly spinning around. “Damnit, this is useless.” He muttered under his breath and threw it into the fire, which turned blue. As they sat for a while, another girl stomped her way to the fire.

“I say we kill her.” Samuel hissed. In his hand was a silver Nakiri knife. Everyone quickly got up and ripped the knife out of her hand.

“What the fuck is wrong with you!” Emmile almost screamed, but controlled her voice.

“We have no Idea where we’re going, and we are lost in the middle of the Antarctic, and we’re running out of food,” Samuel growled. “I don’t want to die,” he sobbed, raising his head to the northern lights and watching as the stars and the lights of the north danced in the sky. Everyone went to her and comforted her; her Canadian goose jacket caressed her body.

Jasper walked out of her tent to see what the commotion was. Rebecca ran to her and started begging. “Please turn us back, I don’t want to die,” he sobbed on his shoulder. His bloodshot gray eyes pleaded with his. Jasper grabbed his shoulders as he stared at him with deep blue eyes that sparkled with determination. A pile of beef jerky from their research lab sat on one side of Ryan's tent as he studied the stars through a telescope and a paper map.

“We’re not lost, I know where we are he said, walking over to Rebbeca and showing the paper with a big circle of the base. “We’re not that far from our base or the snowmobiles,” he said while drinking from a flask full of COCA-COLA. We need to bring our snowmobiles from the south to go faster; they still have a ton of gas. We’ll head back tomorrow to get them as soon as she says she went to the fire to see what was going on.

“I know that everyone is on edge with what we're doing, but I trust the compass that I have.” She raised her compass, DALVEY branded on its side, to show everyone it wasn't spinning but was pointing south. We’re close, she shouted. “I know it's been rough, but trust me, I know where we’re going.’, More people came out of their tents to see what the commotion was about. “I will lead you to the center of this storm and have it fixed. We were never lost, I trust it so much. As soon as he said that, people started cheating and clapping. And then he drank hot coffee from her metal flask full of PEPSI CO. Rebbeca lifted her flask, TRUEFLASK full of GATORADE and made a toast: “ To the greatest team in the world, they will climb MOUNT EVEREST and heal the world.” The northern lights gleamed with excitement.

AS they got ready for bed at the base camp, it was another story. Another team was watching them through a DJI drone telescope. The base camp was another scene all the teenagers making it into a party room as all the adults went to the mountain there was reese pieces all over the ground and rocket rappers all over the ground with GATORADE bottles filled to the brim with urine alongside actual bottles of NESTLE water bottles and kinder surprise eggs all over the floor with the book 1984 by George Orwell. And Christmas lights all over the place as the lights were the only thing working in the lab, letting people see as the snow storm knocked out the power all over the floor. “Quick, grab the batteries from DURACELL,” Michael moaned as he was watching real-time snowfall on the SAMSUNG TV 4k smart TV as he smoked cigarettes. His bloodshot droopy eyes were barely opened as he played GOD OF WAR RAGNAROK ™ all night. As his brother was asleep in his IKEA bed, “You get them. As they argued, one 11-year-old boy stood up, “FINE I’ll get them he yelled as he stood up from watching David play GOD OF WAR RAGNAROK ™. As he stood up, he grabbed a torch and with the DURACELL batteries, “Come on,” said Andrew, another teen who was also watching Michael play GOD OF WAR RAGNAROK, grabbing Phillip by the hand and walking with him to the fuse box, with him lighting the way.

As they stepped outside, light snow covered the walkway, and Phillip illuminated the pathway. “The fuse box should be down this pathway, as the torch lighted up the pathway bones of deer, the skeletons leaped out of the corner of Andrew and Phillip's eyes, while they walked on what they thought was the path, but as the snow started to fall, they focused on the torch even more. As they walked, more trees appeared, swallowing them in darkness. The torch flickered as the batteries ran low, and they ran into a cave to hide from the snow. As they walked around, they noticed how many skeletons there were, and they stumbled over a bear carcass. They realized they had to lie on the ground, stomach down, after slipping into the brown bear's cave, where they saw the bear with a prominent dorsal hump wandering through the massive cave. As the bear slowly walked over to both of them, and took a big sniff and then wandered off, going back to sleep. As soon as the bear wandered off, lying right next to them, Phillip held the torch in his mouth and then army-crawled toward the maw of the cave, with Andrew not far behind and then sprinted out of the forest and back to the path, stumbling towards the bear, which shook them up as they both cried, they hugged one another as they were seeing the other one was alright. As they walked around trying to find the fuse box in silence, the wind whipped around them. The wind condemned them to silence as they finally found the fuse box and flipped a few switches, and the light came back on.

ROUGH DRAFT PART 1