The Weeks Pass
As the weeks drag on, Mark’s spirit withers. Stranded with limited resources, every step becomes a gamble. Every step driven by a fierce determination to keep searching. His eyes desperately scan the desolate landscape for anything out of the ordinary. It’s a race against time, and he’s pushing himself to the limit.
At last, in the distance, he sees it. A strange formation, jutting up from the ice like a beacon. His heart races as he makes his way towards it, driven by a newfound energy. This could be it, the breakthrough he’s been praying for. The adrenaline surges through his veins as he gets closer and closer.