Hodor I
He awoke suddenly, the small cracking of wood off in the distance disturbing what was already another night twisted and tormented by "the dreams". Hodor, he thought grimly. He knew this day would come, MUST come, yet the shock of its' arrival still startled him. The men approached quietly, and he was equally quiet as he padded out to meet them. Hodor, Hodor, HODOR. He had to clamp his hand over his own mouth to keep the words from spilling out.The others still slept. Bran seemed to be running in his sleep again, but showed no signs of waking. The others never stirred. Hodor, he thought grimly. It was better this way. He could not bear to see their faces when they knew they were betrayed.
I got an advance copy of the book. Sorry to spoil it for you guys
Looks like we got ourselves a writer here.