I and some other mountaineers were on a mission to climb

Mount Everest. We had almost reached the peak, just a few hundred meters left

to climb. Gradually, the sound of rotors spinning developed, to become more

deafening. As it flew towards us I couldn’t see what it was. It just came, out

of the blue speeding past me in just a fraction of a second. With my heart

beating at 140 times per second I couldn’t think straight. What was it and why

it was here? I looked at it once more but I couldn’t. I was dead.