After making it to the top of the mountain I blacked out and I don’t remember much. All I can really tell you is when I woke up I saw the faint outline of what looks to be a human. What we all thought was the beast really turned out to be our late pilot. After seeing him I could feel the cold air and see the dark clouds coming quick. I quickly hurried down the mountain to go tell the boys that there really wasn’t a beast, that it was actually our pilot from our plane.
When I first saw the outline I was really scared, but then as I slowly moved towards the outline and saw it was our pilot, I was no longer scared. I became concerned that he needed my help, until I realized he was dead. All that was going through my mind was panic because of what the other boys said they wanted to do to the beast…kill it. I was trying to piece everything together in my head about the crash and how the pilot may have died.
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