Child Disappears into Snowy Wilderness—Dad Stunned by Unusual Noise Hours Later

Mathew was climbing a narrow goat path that wound up the side of the ridge. His flashlight was dying, the beam flickering into a dim yellow. He swung it left and right, his hope fading with the light. He began to pray, bargaining with the mountain, promising anything if he could just see his son's face one more time.