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Jon

           Hehadseendeadmenbefore...

           LastnighthehaddreamttheWinterfelldreamagain.Hewaswanderingtheemptycastle,searchingforhisfather,descendingintothecrypts.Onlythistimethedreamhadgonefurtherthanbefore.Inthedarkhe’dheardthescrapeofstoneonstone.Whenheturnedhesawthatthevaultswereopening,oneaftertheother.Asthedeadkingscamestumblingfromtheircoldblackgraves,Jonhadwokeninpitch-dark,hishearthammering.EvenwhenGhostleaptuponthebedtonuzzleathisface,hecouldnotshakehisdeepsenseofterror.Hedarednotgobacktosleep.InsteadhehadclimbedtheWallandwalked,restless,untilhesawthelightofthedawnofftothecast.Itwasonlyadream.IamabrotheroftheNight’sWatchnow,notafrightenedboy.

           SamwellTarlyhuddledbeneaththetrees,half-hiddenbehindthehorses.Hisroundfatfacewasthecolorofcurdledmilk.Sofarhehadnotlurchedofftothewoodstoretch,buthehadnotsomuchasglancedatthedeadmeneither."Ican’tlook,"hewhisperedmiserably.

           "Youhavetolook,"Jontoldhim,keepinghisvoicelowsotheotherswouldnothear."MaesterAemonsentyoutobehiseyes,didn’the?Whatgoodareeyesifthey’reshut?"

           "Yes,but...I’msuchacoward,Jon."

           JonputahandonSam’sshoulder."Wehaveadozenrangerswithus,andthedogs,evenGhost.Noonewillhurtyou,Sam.Goaheadandlook.Thefirstlookisthehardest."

           Samgaveatremulousnod,workinguphiscouragewithavisibleeffort.Slowlyheswiveledhishead.

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