An unusually confident Arya books passage to Westeros with a random sailor at the docks using (presumably) stolen money. Her hair styled like her late father, she looks like him as she strodes about her last night in Braavos . . . until an old crone stabs her a bunch in the gut and takes off her “face,”revealing the Waif. Arya gets a split-second she needs to escape over the bridge they’re on, tumbling into the water with only a blood puddle left floating in the water.
The tough little Stark is alive but she’s in her worst spot yet, bleeding to death, wandering the streets of Braavos surrounded by strangers and very alone.