It was hard climbing up the wall of snow . When they tried to pull themselves up, the snow would just give way, leaving them where they were. They used the tools they found in the sled as pickaxes to gain a hold, but it was very slow. Kate was especially frustrated trying to climb with the weight of Lars unconscious on her back. After hours of unnervingly slow progress, they made it to the top. Kate leaned over the edge of the crater onto the surface of the snow and pulled herself up, then she untied Lars and set him down next to her on the snow. Mark soon followed. They lay there a few minutes catching their breath. Kate stood up. The gigantic dent in the snow stretched out beneath her, their hover sled a small speck on it’s side. Past that in all directions was nothing but the smooth white blanket of snow. On the horizon, one of the smaller moons was rising.â€?