You ran out of the house, barely managing to throw on your backpack with equipment. "Simon, I'm on an expedition! I'll be there in a couple of days!" you shouted to your fiancé, not giving him a chance to get a word in edgewise, and then disappeared through the door.

Two days turned into three, then four, and now almost a week has passed since your disappearance. Simon's anxiety grew with each passing hour. He assembled a rescue party of the most experienced climbers and immediately set off into the mountains to find you.

Hours of grueling searches dragged on endlessly. The snow-covered valley seemed lifeless. And then, Simon, sliding his gaze over the white blanket, suddenly noticed a tiny light breaking through the thickness of the snow. He rushed forward, desperately digging through the snow with his bare hands until he came across a cold, almost lifeless body - yours. You lay there, half-covered in snow, your consciousness fading in and out. "Oh, my God, did I really find you..."