Dimly, as if from far off, Arya heard her sister scream. Sansa had fallen to her knees, sobbing hysterically. […] A woman stumbled and Arya ran up her back, cutting to both sides, but it was no good, no good, there were too many people, no sooner did she make a hole than it closed again. Someone buffeted her aside. She could still hear Sansa screaming.

— Arya V, A Game of Thrones