Iceman:

            I am the well known dead man you know as “The Iceman” you know little about me and have been pouring over my case for decades. I am dead now as you know, but how I died has yet to be discovered. I was the chief of a village called “Heftar” and we were a new civilization in the mountains. We had few people in our village 50 at most, and 70% of them were kids, so I, being the eldest at age 46, became the chief.

The people of Heftar respected me as I did them until I started making more decisions for my tribe, without my council to guide me. Then everything changed, people who were loyal to me a week ago, now want my head, and those who swore to protect me, were starting to rethink that decision. I needed to get out, I needed to run away, it was not safe for me anymore, I would never be able to go back. I was on my own…

I created an escape plan, one that I would follow in order to get into the Otzi mountains, there I would be safe and out of harm’s way, or so I thought. I would leave in the middle of the night, I already packed the needed equipment for my journey, I was well equipped for a hike but nothing like the journey I was to take. My family was all dead so I had no one but me to worry about, I was scared but I knew I could do it.

It was time to leave I checked everything before I left my old life behind in the shadows of my one room home. When I got to the gates two guards came up behind me and tried to knock me out but I moved so the heavy stick hit my hand instead and blood instantly gushed out. I sprinted as fast as my old withering body would let me past the guards and into the unpromising abyss. I got to the otzi mountains by dawn and, took a rest in a small cave at the bottom of the mountain. By mid afternoon I woke up to voices outside of the cave, so I got up and ran up the north side of the mountain only getting maybe 500 feet up the side of the mountain before a pang of hunger settled over me.

I ate my dried red deer, bread, and grains and began working on a bow for defense. But I heard another voice and continued my journey. By the time I reached 2,000 feet I was hungry again so I found some edible plants and took the rest of the dried red deer out to eat, however I was still hungry so I ran up another 2,000 feet and found a goat, I used my copper axe and killed It by this time I was starving because I had just run 2,000 feet to get the goat, so I skinned it and ate it raw.

By the time I reached the top I heard voices behind me I looked up and the two guards were there staring me down both were armed so I scrambled to my feet and got my copper axe but as I was preparing to fight one guard shot an arrow into my artery behind my shoulder I immediately fell back hitting my head on a rock and watched as a crimson red pool formed around my body and everything went black.