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His white frosted hands were numb. His brown hair was covered with icy flakes that looked like dandruff. His gait was one of an old man yet is distinct features showed he was at least twenty-five. James had been wandering for weeks down the mountain slopes of the Pyrenees. James was a daredevil he was an American trying to prove his strength and bravery to his brother Tom. Now that he thought about it, his arrogance had been the reason for his demise. He asked the guides for the most dangerous route. They said it was one where radioactive waste was dumped by nuclear power plants. That it was too dangerous, and those that dared contracted a frostbite like disease and where driven into madness. Bob McGuire sat in his leather recliner overlooking his Viking artifacts. His hobby was one of collecting these artifacts. For he was one of them a Swede His artifacts were hard to find and obtaining them was no means an easy task. Buying was not the only way. Bob was a millionaire tycoon he owned at least all of the nuclear power plants in the world. Where he disposed of the waste, was a known fact in the Pyrenees. He has been either directly or indirectly involved with the deaths of th