My name is otzi i am going to be telling u about my life and death. I was an elderly man at the age of 48. I was equipped with a flint starter and a fire kit. I was a very important man. I was just going on a journey. I didn’t have many weapons though. I had a axe and a dagger. I had a cut on my hand from a few days before in a battle with my enemies. But i kept on with my journey. I killed and ate a red deer ate some cereal. I had 3 diseases. And i was unhealthy. My enemies snuck up from behind me and shot me in the head and shoulder blood was pouring i couldn’t breath and all the sudden I collapsed and died. I died on the mtns.