I remembered the first time I got there, I was alone. I traveled with one companion from bridge to tower, but she wasn't there to see me through the snow. I had fought tooth and nail to avoid the Guardians to save my scarf, but the howling wind proved it to be futile. When the Traveler finally started to slow down, I exclaimed aloud to my T.V. "Come on, it's not much further, look see!" But by then the mountain peak was already out of view. "Come on, it's still there, we're so close. We can't give up, our friend is counting on us," By then the Traveler's pace had gone from slow to crawl to stand-still, "Come on, we're so close, Come On, COME ON!" But it was too late, and she fell to her knees, buried her face in the snow, and she was gone.