Comhroinn Fuaime

Like it was never there. ‎By night 18… ‎they stopped sleeping. ‎They said… ‎something was breathing outside the tent. ‎By day 40… ‎they stopped speaking. ‎Too scared… ‎it might hear them. ‎Then… on day 73… ‎rescue teams finally arrived. ‎Only one hiker came out. ‎When they asked what happened… ‎he said… ‎‘It wasn’t following us… ‎it was learning to walk like us.’ ‎They say… ‎if you ever hear footsteps in the snow… ‎Don’t look back.” ‎