We are shown different views of Hoth's frozen landscape and the fatality in can bring when darkness arrives.
ICE GORGE: The jagged face of a huge ice wall sits gloomily in the dim twilight of a Hoth day.
Luke hangs upside down, ankles frozen into icy stalactites, his extended arms within a foot of the snow floor.
One side of his face is covered in a dried mask of frozen blood. Luke opens his eyes as a chilling moan of the hideous ice creature echoes off the gorge walls.
He sees the beast munching on a large hunk of flesh, most likely the freshly killed Tauntaun.
Luke pulls himself up, grabs hold of his ankles, and futilely tries to unfasten the throngs.
Exhausted, he drops back into his hanging position.
Still unaware that Luke is awake, the Wampa continues with it's feast.
As he hangs there, he spies his lightsaber lying near a pile of his discarded gear, about three feet out of reach.
At first he tries physically reaching for it, that too was futile.
Realizing it is impossible to physically reach it, he closes his eyes in meditation, using the Force.
At the same time, the Wampa finally notices Luke's rumblings, stands and approaches him.
He focuses on the saber and, as his hand strains toward the weapon, he squeezes his eyes tight in concentration. The lightsaber shoots into Luke's hand.
The young warrior instantly ignites his sword, swinging up, and cuts himself loose from the ice. He flops to the snow in a heap.
Just as the ice creature looms over him, Luke scrambles to his feet.
He swings his lightsaber and the beast's arm drops to the ground.
The beast screams in pain as Luke makes a hasty exit.
ENTRANCE TO ICE GORGE: Luke staggers out of the gorge into the dark and snowy twilight.
Weak and exhausted, he stumbles down a snow bank.
SNOW DRIFT: The wind is blowing quite strong now. Luke struggles to stay upright, but a blast of freezing snow knocks him over.
He struggles to get up, but he can't. The young warrior from Tatooine drags himself a couple of feet and then collapses.
SNOW PLAIN: A small, lone figure riding a Tauntaun races through the hostile vastness of snow and cold. As it runs, the Tauntaun's legs kick up large clouds of snow and ice into the snowy air.
Solo continues his search traveling further through the snow-blinding terrain.
He dismounts from the Tauntaun and ventures a few feet, scanning the area with an electronic device.