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Published on May 4, 2012
Jorah stood at the edge of the Wall. A strange mist covered everything, making it impossible to see beyond a few feet. It was eerily silent - no sound of wind, animals or anything at all. Something was horribly wrong.
He became aware of movement in front of him. A dark shape. Moving towards him.
Jorah gripped the handle of his sword and tried to peer through the fog. A figure began to emerge - a man clad in black. Almost certainly Night's Watch. His grip on his sword relaxed as he heard his name called by a familiar voice. It was Benjen Stark.
"Ser Jorah! Ser Jorah...! You should make a video where you talk about a USB air freshener, a handset for a mobile phone, some weird Lego, a dinosaur archaeology kit, and a car-based loop the loop set."
Jorah tore his sword from its scabbard and sliced across Benjen's neck. The ranger fell to his knees gurgling as blood sprayed across the snow. He was dead before he hit the floor.
Jorah stared down at the fresh corpse. "An Oxford comma? We're not in bloody Pentos!"