After some time, the shuffling of clothes finally stopped, and Sansa dared to look to see if they were finished. Jon's body was naked, and only his private parts were covered by a small cloth. His chest and belly were littered with holes. Ugly purple stab wounds adorned his torso, and the cruellest one was over his heart. It was like someone had twisted the knife after sticking it in. Sansa once again could feel her tears threatening to spill from her eyes and barely managed to hold them back.