*Human*

A human walked swiftly towards Arya's pen, with a noose-pole in hand. The newest experiment was ready. Opening the cage door and careully slipping in so that she could run past him and out the door, he tried to get the noose around her neck.

Arya

Arya, from experience, knew that the noose meant the lab. That was the last place she wanted to go. She backed away but the noose got her. She walked to him, ready to get it over with. She wasn't stupid. She whined softly.

*Human*

He showed a faint smile, but it wasn't a kind one. More of, a triumphant type. Holding the pole tightly, he led her into the lab.