When death knocks on the door - creative writing

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When death knocks on the door

There was no way to predict what John was going to have to face. Winter vacations were closer day by day and John, along with his father, had been planning a trip from months beforehand. It was an excursion to the far, isolated mountains of Finland as both men enjoyed the solitude the inaccessible mountains reigned. It was well known that safety was not optimum in the Finnish Mountains and both men understood the risks, but the jeopardy seemed modest compared to the reward of privacy. Their destination was known for its grasping dangerous claws, high cold cliffs, hungry for death; everlasting bad weather. Nonetheless, it was decided to go forward with the excursion. It would only be a matter of a few days.

Long after the beautiful view of driving through the rough dirt roads alongside the forest, they arrived at their camping site. They started unpacking their things, preparing a proper portion of food for each other, saving the scarce rest for the following days. The basic plan of the trip was an hour walk to some cliffs at the mountain bed and there, they would practice rock climbing, a hobby both father and son shared and enjoyed very much.

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They started walking through the wilderness; it was as if they had discovered America, they felt the feeling of finding virgin paradise, but this would not last long because of the overwhelming presence of an approaching storm. Each step they took forward was a provocation to destiny. Thereby, John’s father, who had experience in this excursion, took the decision to retreat and seek safety in the car.

As they made their way back to the vehicle, they realized the storm was exactly over their heads. They rushed their pace, to make it to safety before the storm revealed ...

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