People read the signs, hear the warnings. Still . . . they come. Treasure-seekers. Thrill-junkies. Shit-for-brains!

"The mountain is calling," they love to muse.

Each person who said that is still up there. And they ain't ever coming down. THE SNOW FALLEN as they're know in town.

Yeah . . . well . . . the mountain may have whispered their names, but it's not what took their lives. What did that has no words – is beyond a name. But, they sure as hell exist.

This is YOUR sign. YOUR only warning. Go on up and join the others if you don't believe what you've read. The snow is waiting with open arms to catch you when you fall.