[ it isn't hard to make david move in the direction jeff wants, turning carefully so he doesn't trip over a loose floorboard or his own feet or something and starts to move toward the open doorway. he balls a hand into a fist in the back of jeff's shirt to make sure he's got a proper hold on him, lifts his other arm to hook it around jeff's neck for the same. he can't see where they're going, but he trusts jeff not to direct him into a hole in the floor. ]
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