But the night was yet from over. Carey glanced at his pocket watch- it was 1.00 a.m. The cold penetrated their thick jackets and wool blankets. They poured coal into the fire and made the fire grow bigger but it was still not enough to beat the cold. Their teeth began to chatter and they huddled closer to the Engine fire. The Princess wrapped her arm around Carey’s and rested her head on his shoulder.
“I- I thought I saw something out there,” remarked Carey.
“Oh, could it be the mountain man, Sahib?” said Ram Babu.
“I believe it is called the Yeti, my friend, and I think it is right outside our cabin!” he replied.
“Please don’t joke, Mr. Carey,” said the Princess.
“I am not joking, Meena, I saw the vague silhouette of a large humanoid figure moving right outside the tr
