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Hodor
bobbed
his
head
and
said
,
"
Hodor
.
"
Then
they
heard
the
footsteps
again
,
growing
louder
,
and
after
a
few
minutes
Osha
emerged
into
the
light
,
looking
grim
.
"
Something
is
blocking
the
door
.
I
can
’
t
move
it
.
"
"
Hodor
can
move
anything
,
"
said
Bran
.
Osha
gave
the
huge
stableboy
an
appraising
look
.
"
Might
be
he
can
.
Come
on
,
then
.
"
The
steps
were
narrow
,
so
they
had
to
climb
in
single
file
.
Osha
led
.
Behind
came
Hodor
,
with
Bran
crouched
low
on
his
back
so
his
head
wouldn
’
t
hit
the
ceiling
.
Meera
followed
with
the
torch
,
and
Jojen
brought
up
the
rear
,
leading
Rickon
by
the
hand
.
Around
and
around
they
went
,
and
up
and
up
.
Bran
thought
he
could
smell
smoke
now
,
but
perhaps
that
was
only
the
torch
.
The
door
to
the
crypts
was
made
of
ironwood
.
It
was
old
and
heavy
,
and
lay
at
a
slant
to
the
ground
.
Only
one
person
could
approach
it
at
a
time
.
Osha
tried
once
more
when
she
reached
it
,
but
Bran
could
see
that
it
was
not
budging
.
"
Let
Hodor
try
.
"
They
had
to
pull
Bran
from
his
basket
first
,
so
he
would
not
get
squished
.
Meera
squatted
beside
him
on
the
steps
,
one
arm
thrown
protectively
across
his
shoulders
,
as
Osha
and
Hodor
traded
places
.
"
Open
the
door
,
Hodor
,
"
Bran
said
.
The
huge
stableboy
put
both
hands
flat
on
the
door
,
pushed
,
and
grunted
.
"
Hodor
?
"
He
slammed
a
fist
against
the
wood
,
and
it
did
not
so
much
as
jump
.
"
Hodor
.
"
"
Use
your
back
,
"
urged
Bran
.
"
And
your
legs
.
"
Turning
,
Hodor
put
his
back
to
the
wood
and
shoved
.
Again
.
Again
.
"
Hodor
!
"
He
put
one
foot
on
a
higher
step
so
he
was
bent
under
the
slant
of
the
door
and
tried
to
rise
.
This
time
the
wood
groaned
and
creaked
.
