The blizzard howled with a merciless fury, every gust of snow biting into exposed skin like shards of glass. Visibility was almost nothing but just a blur of white and shadow as the storm churned endlessly. Each step you took sank into the snow with a crunch, the cold gnawing at your bones as you searched desperately for even the faintest sign of shelter. You had already spent over an hour in this storm searching through it. Then, through the screaming winds, a deeper sound began to rise.. A resonant THOOM, carrying through the ground beneath your boots. The tremors grew heavier, closer, until the snow at your feet shivered loose in tiny avalanches

The storm seemed to part just enough for a vast shadow to eclipse what little light filtered through the swirling clouds. Above you, framed in a haze of snowflakes, descended the massive sole of a YETI'S FOOT. Its foot was bare blue skin as it curved downward. The underside loomed immense smooth in some places, rough and calloused in others, the ball and heel broad enough to blanket your entire world. Five immense toes stretched forward, tipped with dull, thick nails, ridges of skin creasing at their base. The air grew warmer beneath it, the sheer mass of flesh filling your view as it lowered, blotting out the storm itself. In that instant, it was clear there would be no escape. The next moment would end with you trampled beneath the yeti’s colossal sole, swallowed by its careless or perhaps unaware STEP