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rec center, no one alive anywhere.
- Commander.
- What?
- I can't reach the train.
- Well, keep trying.
How are we doing?
I don't know. This thing
was built to stay locked.
And Williams
What do you mean?
Williams was arrested
on the suspicion of murdering...
six rail workers and a payroll courier
up at Klik 305 Hub Station.
The bodies were hung and decapitated,
just like the bodies in the rec-fac.
So how'd they pin that
on Desolation?
He showed up here
with the courier's payroll.
The cashier realized
it was a stolen scrip.
They made the arrest.
There's got to be a day log
here somewhere.
Sergeant's desk.
Here.
a work stoppage.
Reported winds
gusting up to 60 knots.
- Sixty?
- That's what it says.
Anything else?
Arrest for theft, then nothing.
Got it.
We haven't had a meal
or a piss break in six hours.
Descanso, open the door.
All right, everybody, answer "here"
when I call your name.
- Akooshay.
- What?
Just answer "here."
- Yeah.
- Zimmerman.
Benchley.
- Who's that?
- She showed up last night.
Checked herself in. Insisted on
being locked up here with us.
Well, wake her up, sunshine.
Let's see what she has to say.
Somebody wants to talk to you.
- Who are you?
- Whitlock.
What are you doing
in the holding tank, Whitlock?
It's the only safe place
at the moment, okay?
- Can I go back to sleep now?
- No, you can't!
I need answers.
What's going on out there?
What's your I.D.?
Dr. Arlene Whitlock.
I'm the Spec Six science officer...
in charge of the mining operation
at Drucker's Ridge.
I left Drucker's about a week ago
with a weather balloon I'd modified.
There was a disturbance in town.
They said there was a riot
and the place was destroyed.
Yeah, something like that.
I was adrift for several days,
you know.
Ran out of food.
I followed the railroad tracks
until I got here.
Oh, sh*t.
Then the storm forced me too low.
I hit a windmill and crashed.
And they were kind enough
to take me in here.
Well, wasn't that nice of them.
Mel, Jericho,
go check out Williams.
See if he knows anything
about this.
Williams, do you know
what's going on outside?
Are you aware of
what's going on outside?
Let's go. This a**hole
doesn't know anything either.
You got some balls, calling him
an a**hole to his face.
That's Desolation Williams.
I heard he took out at least six when
they cornered him at Deimos Station.
And this is eight inches.
You men love to exaggerate.
Just goes with the territory.
Yeah, well, in my case,
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