Arya attempted a nervous smile, but it fluttered in and out like a lamp during a thunderstorm, and she ended up giving it up. She opened the limo's door tentatively. “Hello?“ she asked. A grim chuckle that sent a shiver up her spine was the only answer for a moment, then the Voice spoke. “Very well, dear. I see you brought your little friends. Come in, come in, you're late already.“
Arya obeyed. The Voice didn't sound like it could be disobeyed, so she entered the limo, twisting the orange Camp t-shirt nervously between her thumbs. “C'mon“ she whispered to Kat and Em.






