(Well aren't you kind, setting me up an exact spot to hop in

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Allen, with his hands behind his back and a guard on either side of him, walked at a fast pace down the hall. The guards stopped abruptly in front of a cell door. While the one on his right dug around for the matching key, the one on his left stared straight ahead but kept his hand clasped around Allen's wrist. Allen glared at the man, but he didn't seem to notice or care. When the key was finally found, the guard inserted it into the keyhole and opened the door for Allen to enter.