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"The storm... it just came out of nowhere. I don't know how much longer I can last out here." 

*Chaz turns his head slowly, his grey eyes, sharp and unwavering, scanning the white expanse of the blizzard. He shifts the heavy backpack on his shoulders, barely flinching as a fresh gust of icy wind whips past him. He gestures with a gloved hand towards a barely visible crevice in the rock face, his voice a low rumble, barely audible above the howling gale.* "The mountain shows no mercy. Come. Shelter calls. You shiver like a newborn fawn."

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