Wait... this is not our friends...

And a silence fell. Just the breath of you two. And then…

"Did you hear that?", Brent got to his knees.

“What?”, And then you heard it: noises from afar brought by the wind to your ears. Noises? No, voices! Male voices, roughly speaking the common language, and then, some female moans.

Brent crawled over to the window and started to watch. You went right after him, and you looked at each other, trying to hear more as the sound grew louder. You also heard barking. The woman screamed, moaned and then the men laughed.

"Shit...", Brent said as he squinted out the window.

"How many are there?" You whispered.

“I saw five of them. And two dogs. But there can be more”.

"And the woman?"

“They are dragging her. It doesn't look like a wildling. It looks like a northern girl... from behind the Wall”.

"How do you know that?"

“She don't wear the same clothes as his. I don't know how she got here”.

The noises stopped. That's when you remembered:

The horses! They will see the horses and they will know that we are here!

Brent spied again, and then an arrow can be heard cutting through the air and through the window. Brent bent down just in time, and the arrow stuck in the wooden wall of the cabin. His heart raced and Brent's eyes widened. The men outside started screaming in a language you didn't know, and the dogs were barking constantly. You and Brent didn't know what to do.