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The pain in Jon's hand had become unbearable. He wanted to flex his fingers to try and deal with it, but every time he did so a new jolt of pain shot up his arm. His left hand had closed around his wrist to try and stop it from moving. His gaze flickered down sometimes, but the ugly red swelling was only getting more prominent. He had to swallow down his rising bile.
Jon shivered from the cold. He wished that the heat of the fire burning in the Lord Commander's tower reached the place where he was standing. He was so tired.
He still had trouble properly comprehending what he had just seen. The blue eyes of that creature were haunting his mind. The way it screeched sent a shiver down his back just remembering it. Everything that had happened today - swearing his vows, learning of his father's imprisonment - paled in comparison.
Ghost sat next to him, rubbing his head against Jon's leg. The wolf wanted to comfort him, he supposed, but it showed little effect.
"Mormont!" One of the men, Ben, came running up to them. "We've found another one."
They were led into the tunnels below Castle Black, further, further, until they stood in the hallway leading to the library.
There, the corpse lay. It looked so similar to the one Jon had burnt previously. The same rotten body, the same intense blue eyes. But it didn't move.
"What happened to him?" Mormont asked.
"We don't know," Thorne answered. He had frowned when he had seen Jon, but hadn't actually said anything to him. "We just found him lying here. No signs of a fight, no men, no reason for him to be here."
Ghost tried to get closer to the body, but Jon held him back. He didn't want his wolf to touch that thing.
"Carry him to the yard and burn him. We cannot have a corpse running around the castle." He turned to Jon. "Us two are going to look around, see if we can find out what happened, if anyone has been harmed."
Jon nodded slowly. He wanted to go to sleep.
But he followed Mormont into the library, Ghost by his side, hoping this would be over soon.
"You look over there," the Lord Commander said, pointing to the right. "That way we'll be quicker."
Jon watched Mormont walk to the left, disappearing behind the shelves. He took a breath, and immediately winced when he accidentally moved his hand. He wondered if he would ever be able to properly use it again.
