"Also," he said in a conspiratorial whisper, "I like it when you hold me."

Not that that was exactly necessary here. There was about a foot of space between Kathy's side of the hall and the gaping hole in the rest of the it. Looking down, it was easily a twenty foot drop, as the floor of the apartment below them was mostly missing, too.

Still, the floorboards creaked alarmingly under their feet and sagged as they stepped. Not a trek for the faint of heart.