Levi Boone Helm | The Kentucky Cannibal - Part 5

<p>A few of the abandoned men, their wills broken, staggered blindly after Boone and Burton once they finally realized the terrible&nbsp;<strong>deception</strong>. But in tragically little time, they were completely&nbsp;<strong>snow-blind</strong>&nbsp;and hopelessly lost, staggering aimlessly away from the faint path and each other as the relentless, creeping tendrils of&nbsp;<strong>hypothermia</strong>&nbsp;finally took hold of their core. Some paltry articles of their clothing would eventually be found near the trail once a spring thaw swept through the valley, but of their frozen, anonymous&nbsp;<strong>bodies</strong>, there was never any trace. Whether they were claimed by the brutal, indifferent cold, by a silent return of the vengeful Diggers, or by some starved, scavenging beast of the high mountains will forever remain a chilling&nbsp;<strong>mystery</strong>. Even their names have been tragically lost to the ravages of time, with only the vaguest, most unflattering descri...