He tried to pick McVries up, but, thin as he was, McVries was much too heavy. McVries wouldn’t even look at him. His eyes were shut. And suddenly two of the soldiers were wrenching McVries away from him. They were putting their guns to McVries’s head. “No!” Garraty screamed again. “Me! Me! Shoot me!” But instead, they gave him his third warning. McVries opened his eyes and smiled again. The next instant, he was gone.
