On are very cold day there was a researcher. His name was Nike. He came to Antarctica and a blizzard came. He ran to his tent then soon are big storm came.
He was walking, the ice was breaking off the ground he was frightened.
Then he was lost in a strange place where there were no tents just plain ice around him.
He was retracing his steps on the snow. Then he found his way back. When got there he made are tunnel for himself.
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