“Under the snow and ice, its color was an uncommon yellow—or maybe a faded orange. Its shape was oddly industrial. I couldn’t determine the make or age. None of the climbers on that day were wearing a parka that color. Was this someone from a later expedition? How much later? How long had I been here?”
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