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Well, that was interesting. Was not expecting quite so many responses, but okay. Anyway, sorry writers block is a b****.
"Why don't you go ask it then?"
That was all Jon needed to hear before he raced out of the room and down the hall. He was both excited and nervous about what would happen once he made his way into the underbelly of the castle. Turning corners sharply and nearly tripping down the multitude of stairs, Jon finally found the secret door that lead to the springs.
'I need a torch' he thought. Looking around he found one lit by the entry to the hall. There were no windows this far into the keep so there were always a few lit torches lying around, lest someone trip on a loose stone on the stairs and tumble to their untimely doom. He has to jump to reach the torch, he is only still a child so it takes a while before he manages to push it up and over the sconce it is placed in.
'Finally!'
Once he picked up the fallen torch, Jon makes his way back down the hall before looking both ways to ensure no one is watching. Satisfied that he is alone, the boy ducks behind the statue of Bran the Builder and pulls open the hidden stone door. It's a small entryway that drops immediately down into a set of old grey stone steps. Bran the Builder was a clever man, he had built many passageways like this in the keep all for different reasons.
Ducking down into the base of the statue he jumps onto the first step, pulls the stone door closed and proceeds to make his way down the staircase as quickly and carefully as possible.
"Okay, now how did I get there last time?" He tries to remember this as he walks to the otherside of the room and opens the old wooden door. The door he now notices holds the carving of a snarling dire wolf with a hammer and stake crossed over it, The Builder's personal sigil. He saw it once in a book Maester Luwin let him read when they were snowed in one day last year... well he didn't read it, he had Old Nan read it to him as he was still learning some of the bigger words.
'Was it walk down to the third arch and turn right or was it walk past the arches to the corner then turn right... or was it left?'
"No no no, it was walk down the hall and turn left at the first set of arches, yeah that's it. I turned right while walking back, which means now I turn left." When he reaches the first set of arches, Jon turns left and continues to make his way deeper into the keep. 'Now if I remember correctly the open room should be right, here.' Sure enough, there it is.
Switching what hand holds the torch, he nervously shifts his feet. 'Okay, you can do this' breathing in deeply and then exhaling calmly he walks further into the room. It is bigger than he remembers, tip toeing closer he calls out "Hello? Are you here?" The light from the torch only makes the next ten feet in front of him visible, so he doesn't even know if the creature is here.
He waits a minute before calling out again, "Hello? Anyone down here?"
After another minute he becomes disheartened and sits down. Maybe it was all in his head. Maybe he was just imagining the whole thing... His thoughts are interrupted by a disturbance in the large spring pool to his left. Just like last time, only this round he walks closer to the pool. When he does he sees large bubbles of air shooting to the surface. Something huge was down there.
