The climb was steep but Harris was determined to climb mount Samoa, soon he was going to achieve what no other man on the planet had been able to do. Totally unaware of the underlying dangers he was taking small steps with vigorous energy and enthusiasm. After reaching the base camp he decided to take a nap as the upcoming journey was going to be toughest. So far seventy nine mountaineers had been killed while attempting the climb and mysteriously none of the dead bodies were recovered. Many conspiracy theories were making headlines at the local bars and clubs. It was early morning and Harris was preparing for the final leg of the journey, he was accompanied by two fellow mountaineers, James and Solomon. Harris was leading them and the rest two were carefully following his carefully carved out steps in deep snow, looking for possible crevasses. Suddenly Harris hears a scream and quickly turns back, Solomon laid dead in the snow and his head was gone, probably chopped off by some big knife. But there was no sign of possible killer.