The Yeti
An English explorer was taking part in an expedition to the Himalayas. Led by a
grizzled local guide, they ascended one of the less frequently climbed peaks. Roughly
halfway up the side of the mountain, a member of the expedition came across a set
of large manlike tracks in the snow.
"Yeti tracks," the sherpa said with a gruff voice as he passed them. "One thing you
must know before we proceed; DO NOT, under any circumstances, touch the yeti."
The expedition heeded his warning and continued to climb the slope. Night fell, and
the explorers set up their tents. In the dead of night, the Englishman awoke to the
sound of his tent entrance unzipping. Half-asleep, he looked up to see an enormous
eight-foot yeti standing above him.
In fear for his life the explorer jumped up and ran out of the tent, banging into the
yeti in the process. The yeti, after being touched by the explorer let out a deafening
howl and began to chase the explorer down the slope.
The explorer ran away from the camp as quickly as his legs could take him, after he
rounded a corner he looked behind him to see the bounding form of the yeti still
chasing him.
So the explorer continued to run, reaching the bottom of the mountain in just two
days, exhausted he paused to rest awhile. After just a few moments, the explorer
began to hear the soft 'thud thud thud' of yeti feet on snow, he looked up the slope
to see the yeti still chasing him and only moments away.
The explorer took off again, reaching a supply shack a couple of miles away, once
there quickly buying a mountain bike and pedaling his way to the nearest town, some
fifty miles away. The journey took him several days over the rough terrain and after
his arrival he booked into a hotel to recuperate.
Two days later the man left his hotel to see about booking transport back to England.
As soon as he turned around though he saw the form of the yeti on the horizon,
bounding towards him at great speed.
Horrified by this sight, the explorer hurriedly bought a car and drove it away from
the village all the way to Delhi. Once he arrived, the man wasted no time in getting
on the next plane to London.
After his arrival back in London, the man went back to his London home for a while to
recover and to plan his next expedition. He had been there less than two weeks and
was gazing out of a window when he saw a familiar large bounding, manlike creature
running down his street; the man couldn't believe it -- somehow the yeti had followed
him to England!
The man had little choice but to run away again, he used any means he could, bike, car,
or on foot to try to escape the yeti, but each time he looked behind him, it was just
moments before the yeti came into view.
Eventually the man made it all the way to Edinburgh and from there ran into the open
Scottish countryside. He continued to run but the yeti just kept getting closer and
closer, and in the end the man could run no more.
With the yeti less than a minute away from him, the man finally stopped and turned
around to face the oncoming creature. With the last of his strength he stood up
straight as the yeti caught up with him. The eight-foot tall yeti towered above the
man, who could only stare in terror. The yeti extended his hand and poked the
Englishman squarely in the chest with one long finger and in a low rumbling voice the
yeti said, "Tag! You're it!"