羊毛战记 Part 1 Holston 5

　　5,　　Three Years Earlier,　　“I want to go out. I want to go out. Iwanttogoout.”,　　Holston arrived at the cafeteria in a sprint. His radio was still squawking, Deputy Marnes yellingsomething about Allison. Holston hadn’t even taken the time to respond, had just bolted up threeflights of stairs toward the scene.,　　“What’s going on? ” he asked. He swam through the crowd by the door and found his wifewrithing on the cafeteria floor, held down by Connor and two other food staff employees. “Let hergo!
” He slapped their hands off his wife’s shins and was nearly rewarded by one of her boots to hischin. “Settle down,” he said. He reached for her wrists, which were twisting this way and that to getout of the desperate grips of grown men. “Baby, what the hell is going on? ”,　　“She was running for the airlock,” Connor said through grunts of exertion. Percy corralled herkicking feet, and Holston didn’t stop him. He saw now why three men were needed. He leaned closeto Allison, making sure she saw him. Her eyes were wild, peeking through a curtain of disheveledhair.,　　“I want to go out. I want to go out.
” Her voice had quieted, but the words kept tumbling out.,　　“Don’t say that,” Holston told her. Chills ran through his body at the sound of the graveutterances. He held her cheeks. “Baby, don’t say that! ”,　　But some part of him knew, in a jolting flash, what it meant. He knew it was too late. The othershad heard. Everyone had heard. His wife had signed her own death certificate.,　　The room spun around Holston as he begged Allison to be quiet. It was like he had arrived at thescene of some horrible accident—some mishap in the machine shop—to find a person he lovedwounded. Arrived to find them alive and kicking, but knowing at a glance that the injury was fatal.,　　Holston felt warm tears streak down his cheeks as he tried to wipe the hair from her face. Her eyesfinally met his, stopped their fevered swirling and locked on to his with awareness. And for amoment, just a second, before he could wonder if she’d been drugged or abused in any way, a sparkof calm clarity registered there, a flash of sanity, of cool calculation. And then it was blinked awayand her eyes went wild again as she begged to be let out, over and over.,