Chapter 6

CHAPTER 6 "Hello!" Merle called out into the pitch-black aluminum tunnel, his voice echoing off the metallic walls. He felt a sudden twinge of panic as he remembered being lost in the cave near the Dead Sea. Some memories, even ones that are 2,000 years old, don't fade easily. "What am I doing down here?!" he said to himself. He turned around and shouted, "Pearl, can you hear me?!" "Right here," Pearl's slightly annoyed voice answered faintly. She was much more interested in her book than she was in what Merle was up to, but just hearing her voice helped to reassure him that he was not lost. Suddenly, a very fast and very cold wall of air hit Merle head-on. "Whoa!" he yelled. "It's dark, cold, and windy, Pearl! This may not be the home we're looking for!" The rapid movement of the air carried Merle's voice

第六章“你好！”梅尔对着漆黑的铝制隧道喊道，他的声音在金属墙壁上回响。 当他想起自己在死海附近的山洞里迷路时，他突然感到一阵恐慌。 有些记忆，即使是两千年前的记忆，也不会轻易褪色。 “我在这里干什么？！”他自言自语道。 他转过身喊道：“珠儿，你能听到我吗？！”“就在这儿，”珠儿略带恼怒的声音淡淡地回答。 比起梅尔在做什么，她对自己的书更感兴趣，但只要听到她的声音，就能让他确信自己并没有迷路。 突然，一股极快极冷的气流迎面袭来。 “哇！”他喊道。“又黑又冷，还刮风，珠儿！”这可能不是我们要找的家！”空气的急速流动传递着梅尔的声音

clearly to Pearl, but she chose not to answer. But even if she had, her voice would not have carried back upstream. Though he didn't realize it, Merle was experiencing modern air-conditioning. "It's like winter down here!" he yelled. But just as he was about to give up and turn back toward Michael's room, he spotted a faint light up ahead. "What's that?" He pressed on through the frigid headwind. After making his way forward a few more yards, Merle found himself looking up through another set of metal bars into a room above. With a little effort, he was able to push the grate up and out into the room. Definitely not a jail, he concluded, popping his head up into the room.

珠儿听得很清楚，但她选择不回答。 但即使她听到了，她的声音也不会传到上游。 虽然梅尔没有意识到，但他正在体验现代空调。 “这里就像冬天一样！” 但就在他打算放弃，转身回到迈克尔的房间时，他发现前面有一盏微弱的灯。 “那是什么?”他顶着凛冽的逆风继续前进。 往前走了几码后，梅尔发现自己透过另一排金属栅栏抬头望向楼上的一个房间。 他费了一点劲，把栅栏推了起来，进入了房间。 “绝对不是监狱，”他把头探进房间，总结道。

Merle found himself in a new world, one very different from Michael's room. This was a very pink world with lots of pillows. So, so many pillows. Merle crawled up out of the vent onto the floor, looking at walls lined with princess posters and a bookshelf full of dolls. "It's so... fluffy," he said out loud as he made his way into the center of the room. "Not exactly my style, but very comfortable." Merle was beginning to feel proud of himself for having discovered this amazing, fluffy world under the ground. He wondered if this was what he was missing out on by not being a ground squirrel. "Pearl is going to love this!" he said as he turned to see a big, white, fluffy bed in the corner. But his joy quickly turned to terror when he saw that on top of that big, white, fluffy bed sat a big, white, fluffy cat. "Meow?" said Mr. Nemesis. In cat language that means, "What do we have here?" or "My, don't you look delicious."

梅尔发现自己进入了一个新的世界，一个与迈克尔的房间截然不同的世界。 这是一个粉红色的世界，有很多枕头。 这么多枕头。梅尔从通风口爬到地板上，看着贴满公主海报的墙壁和摆满娃娃的书架。 “这太……路威。”他朝屋子中央走去，大声说。 “不完全是我的风格，但很舒服。” 莫尔开始为自己发现了这个神奇的、毛茸茸的地下世界而感到自豪。 他想知道，这是不是他没有成为一只地松鼠而错过的东西。 “珠儿会喜欢这个的！”他转过身来，看到角落里有一张大大的、白色的、毛茸茸的床。 但当他看到那张又大又白又毛茸茸的床上坐着一只又大又白又毛茸茸的猫时，他的喜悦很快变成了恐惧。 “喵？”Nemesis先生说。在猫的语言中，这意味着“我们这里有什么？”或者“天哪，你看起来真好吃。”