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“And when he did…her head fell off!” Sasha squeals with excitement, looking at the people congregated around the fire, trying to see who has gotten freaked out the most. They can easily be divided into three groups: The Scared, which includes Krista and Reiner, who are currently clinging to each other for dear life, and Connie, who is peeking out from under his Cadet jacket that he has pulled up over his head. The Enraptured, consisting of a very attentive Armin, a slightly entertained Bertolt, and a wide-eyed Eren. And The Indifferent, made up of Mikasa and Annie, who, as usual, have very little to read on their faces.

She's cold. Hungry. And not entirely sure where she is. The young woman opens her eyes, her blurry gaze falling on the river, which reflects the full moon back onto her pale, naked skin. A light dusting of snow covers the cobblestones, and a fresh layer is falling from the black sky. She shivers. Uncurling from her fetal position, she moans as each and ever muscle in her body protests in unison. She resorts to just lying on the freezing ground, taking in her surrounding with curious cerulean eyes. It seems to be a street corner of some kind. There's a lamp burning to her right, and a neat row of little shops facing the river, their windows

“And when he did…her head fell off!” Sasha squeals with excitement, looking at the people congregated around the fire, trying to see who has gotten freaked out the most. They can easily be divided into three groups: The Scared, which includes Krista and Reiner, who are currently clinging to each other for dear life, and Connie, who is peeking out from under his Cadet jacket that he has pulled up over his head. The Enraptured, consisting of a very attentive Armin, a slightly entertained Bertolt, and a wide-eyed Eren. And The Indifferent, made up of Mikasa and Annie, who, as usual, have very little to read on their faces.