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.