There once was a man that liked exploring places. He was about in his 30’s. He went on an adventure during the spring through the forest. During this journey he had diseases and was very unhealthy. Though he was a very important man. He also was very prepared during this journey except for the lack of weapons. He went on his way toward the mountains in the Alps. He had passed through a village that was a tribe, and the people got mad because the iceman was passing through. They made enemies starting a fight. During this fight the iceman got away but injuring his hand. A few days later after he finished his meal, red deer meat and cereals, he set of for more journeying, in his 40’s now, he did not know he was being stalked by the tribe he came across earlier. suddenly He felt something really sharp go into his left shoulder blade. He was shocked in terror sweating, getting faint and was bleeding internally. He could not take it anymore and passed out right there and died. The the tribe man that shot the iceman from far away took the arrow out and took his knife and made a hole in the back of the iceman’s head, and ran of not taking any of the tools that the iceman had because he did not want to get caught for killing a man. The iceman then froze.