Death in this desolate place can come in countless forms. Geologist Charles Brophy had witnessed the savage splendor of this place for years, and yet he could have prepared nothing for the unnatural fate that was about to befall him, as Eskimo dogs pulled a sled of geological sensing equipment across the tundra. . She slowed down suddenly...looking up. What's up, girls? Brony asked as he stepped away from the sled. Behind the gathering storm clouds appeared a twin-bladed transport helicopter lowly hugging the top of the cliff with military finesse. This was strange, he thought. He had never seen helicopters so far north. The plane landed fifty yards away, sending up a spray of ice. His dogs barked, looking worried. When the plane's doors slid open, two passengers, dressed in all-white uniforms and armed with rifles, got out and moved hurriedly towards Bruni.
Number of pages: 423 pages