The fog was really dense now you could cut it with an ice axe. Both men climbed down into it. Slabs and slabs of fog It was cold on their faces, wet, damp. Hamish
was behind Don momentarily, he had let him out of his sight. He started to
panic he couldn't see Don. 'Lets just get down.' he shouted. He was ſeeing a
Little breathless and light-headed A little odd. He wasn't quite sure what was the
matter with him. He didnt want to mention anything to Don because he was a bit
of a worrier. Don [] But Don being Don sensed something. maybe something
in his voice, and shouted. Are you all right? Do you think we should rope up?
I'll come back up and you go first then I can keep an eye on you
Don turned round and started climbing back towards Hamish and lost his footing
The rocks under his scrambled and gave way to him and he felt himself slide and
slip and tumble...
Make a bullet pointed plan
of what might have happened
leading up to this climactic
moment