“Hold the door,” bellowed Rahul.
A little girl stood hesitantly between the slowly closing lift doors; either the lift sensors could not detect her or have failed.
A woman standing next to the controls jammed the ‘door open’ button in desperation but the door did not respond.
“Hold the door,” screamed Rahul as he took two steps forward and jammed the closing doors with his outstretched arms to keep them from closing. By nature, Rahul was a reticent man shying away from normal interaction let alone heroics. However this time a singular thought overwhelmed his mind as he looked into the girl’s innocent eyes – he had to save her.
The little girl with her eyes wide open and body frozen in shock did not move.
“Hold the door,” whimpered Rahul. The doors shook as they fought the resistance of his bulky frame before slowly closing in.
Finally, the woman next to the controls had the presence of mind to push the girl out of the lift who fell backward safely on the carpet.
“Ho…. dor” whispered Rahul as the door broke his body into half.
“Hodor”. The word echoed around the lift before displaced by the disconcerting crunches of his bones cracking under pressure. And then there was silence as the doors closed fully.
He had done it – the little girl was safe. Will had played his part in the Game of Life. His birth name would be forgotten; for eternity he would be immortalized by his dying words.
Hodor.
RIP Hodor
GOT