22 - Three little friends

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It's a well known fact that the more you need your brain to be sharp and fully functioning, the higher chance that it will freeze and you get reduced to the mental capacity of a mollusc. “Wait a second. You don't happen to be...” As Craster tilts his head, probably to inspect me better with his sharp and inquisitive gaze, I totally freeze, adopting the classic deer caught in the headlights look. Despite his smile still being firmly in place, my usually functional brain downright refuses to cooperate, clamming up like in the face of the biggest danger. To my failing mind, Alistair Craster is glowing red, emitting a warning similar to those heard in the event of a mass evacuation. To my complete horror, I find myself standing here in front of Alistair Craster, in the only scenario I haven

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