If there was one thing more dangerous than planes, it was flying the plane in the middle of the snowstorm, which is what Cameron didn't count on when he was flying. The engines began to froze by the time the plane reached the edge of the North Pole, and landed with high speed, so fast that it landed in the snow.
You, and Cameron got out before the plane could blow up, and of course he gives you a shotgun. "In case we get attacked by polar bears, use that thing to shoot their heads off," Cameron says, and pulled out his crowbar. You didn't know why you think Cameron suggested heading to the North Pole was a good idea, but at least you survived a plane crash after all of that. Just then, you were blinded, as you cover your face from a flashing light. "What is it, Rob?" Cameron asks. "Do you see anything?"