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The distant coyote, sharp against the snow, was a hunter's challenge. Chris had to fire!
His shot echoed...became a menacing rumble, as the deep mountain snow began to slide downward-slowly, then faster, faster...
Frantically, Chris tried to out-ski the thundering white torrent. It flowed over him, suffocating, blinding...
He struggled, but it was no use. He was buried alive!
"Please, please!" he begged silently. "Terry! Dad! Find me!"
His shot echoed...became a menacing rumble, as the deep mountain snow began to slide downward-slowly, then faster, faster...
Frantically, Chris tried to out-ski the thundering white torrent. It flowed over him, suffocating, blinding...
He struggled, but it was no use. He was buried alive!
"Please, please!" he begged silently. "Terry! Dad! Find me!"
