Disturbed Podcast Narrator

But to the climbers who had been going up and down that distance every day, it didn't seem far at all. With Cooper gone, only Zeller, McMillan, and Johnson remain, and they all agree, get to the top. So they continue, without gear, and at this point, without any food. They start off optimistic. The weather is clear, but they begin to sink into the fine powder on the glacier.

But to the climbers who had been going up and down that distance every day, it didn't seem far at all. With Cooper gone, only Zeller, McMillan, and Johnson remain, and they all agree, get to the top. So they continue, without gear, and at this point, without any food. They start off optimistic. The weather is clear, but they begin to sink into the fine powder on the glacier.

But to the climbers who had been going up and down that distance every day, it didn't seem far at all. With Cooper gone, only Zeller, McMillan, and Johnson remain, and they all agree, get to the top. So they continue, without gear, and at this point, without any food. They start off optimistic. The weather is clear, but they begin to sink into the fine powder on the glacier.

Soon, they're waist deep in the snow. Zeller and McMillan take turns plowing the trail, 25 steps at a time. Johnson trails behind them. They're on a ridge, and it looks like the top is in sight. Although the climb is grueling, it seems straightforward. But nothing is straightforward at 20,000 feet. The summit becomes a cruel mirage.

Soon, they're waist deep in the snow. Zeller and McMillan take turns plowing the trail, 25 steps at a time. Johnson trails behind them. They're on a ridge, and it looks like the top is in sight. Although the climb is grueling, it seems straightforward. But nothing is straightforward at 20,000 feet. The summit becomes a cruel mirage.

Soon, they're waist deep in the snow. Zeller and McMillan take turns plowing the trail, 25 steps at a time. Johnson trails behind them. They're on a ridge, and it looks like the top is in sight. Although the climb is grueling, it seems straightforward. But nothing is straightforward at 20,000 feet. The summit becomes a cruel mirage.

Multiple times they're sure it's just a few steps away, only for them to see another ridge above them. Their bodies are working at the absolute limit. This time, when the sun goes down, they just keep climbing. They're all exhausted by the time the true summit finally comes into view. They're having to rest after each step. Just another 200 feet now, and they'll reach the top.

Multiple times they're sure it's just a few steps away, only for them to see another ridge above them. Their bodies are working at the absolute limit. This time, when the sun goes down, they just keep climbing. They're all exhausted by the time the true summit finally comes into view. They're having to rest after each step. Just another 200 feet now, and they'll reach the top.

Multiple times they're sure it's just a few steps away, only for them to see another ridge above them. Their bodies are working at the absolute limit. This time, when the sun goes down, they just keep climbing. They're all exhausted by the time the true summit finally comes into view. They're having to rest after each step. Just another 200 feet now, and they'll reach the top.

But at the rate they're going, that distance will take hours. During this process, everyone starts seeing strange things. Zeller notices a construction truck parked on the mountain. Must be here to do some work, he thinks, before realizing that is positively ludicrous. There is no construction truck. He's hallucinating.

But at the rate they're going, that distance will take hours. During this process, everyone starts seeing strange things. Zeller notices a construction truck parked on the mountain. Must be here to do some work, he thinks, before realizing that is positively ludicrous. There is no construction truck. He's hallucinating.

But at the rate they're going, that distance will take hours. During this process, everyone starts seeing strange things. Zeller notices a construction truck parked on the mountain. Must be here to do some work, he thinks, before realizing that is positively ludicrous. There is no construction truck. He's hallucinating.

That realization brings Zeller back to Earth, and just about the only thing he knows is real, his companions. Macmillan is right beside him, but it's just the two of them. Johnson is gone. Argentina, 1973. Three mountain climbers are near the top of the tallest peak in the western and southern hemispheres in the middle of the night. One of them is missing.

That realization brings Zeller back to Earth, and just about the only thing he knows is real, his companions. Macmillan is right beside him, but it's just the two of them. Johnson is gone. Argentina, 1973. Three mountain climbers are near the top of the tallest peak in the western and southern hemispheres in the middle of the night. One of them is missing.

That realization brings Zeller back to Earth, and just about the only thing he knows is real, his companions. Macmillan is right beside him, but it's just the two of them. Johnson is gone. Argentina, 1973. Three mountain climbers are near the top of the tallest peak in the western and southern hemispheres in the middle of the night. One of them is missing.

The two men, Zeller and McMillan, turn on a flashlight. It's almost out of battery. They call out for Johnson, but their voices probably don't reach any farther than the flashlight's weak beam. They're surrounded by vast, dark wilderness. They descend, retracing the trail they plowed through the snow. Finally, they hear a soft voice responding to their calls.

The two men, Zeller and McMillan, turn on a flashlight. It's almost out of battery. They call out for Johnson, but their voices probably don't reach any farther than the flashlight's weak beam. They're surrounded by vast, dark wilderness. They descend, retracing the trail they plowed through the snow. Finally, they hear a soft voice responding to their calls.

The two men, Zeller and McMillan, turn on a flashlight. It's almost out of battery. They call out for Johnson, but their voices probably don't reach any farther than the flashlight's weak beam. They're surrounded by vast, dark wilderness. They descend, retracing the trail they plowed through the snow. Finally, they hear a soft voice responding to their calls.

They find Johnson lying on the snow about a hundred feet off the trail. She's not in her right mind. She begs the men, quote, just let me lay here and die. but they pull her to her feet instead. The trio trudges down the mountain. Despite all their efforts, none of them make it all the way to the top. There are different versions of what happened next.

They find Johnson lying on the snow about a hundred feet off the trail. She's not in her right mind. She begs the men, quote, just let me lay here and die. but they pull her to her feet instead. The trio trudges down the mountain. Despite all their efforts, none of them make it all the way to the top. There are different versions of what happened next.