Chapter 5

chapter five The undead freaks come at me in a wave. First, an old-man zombie—he's got one eyeball dangling out, and it bounces against his cheek. He lunges at me, his throat making a sound like GLUGHH. I dive under his outstretched hands. Coming up, I'm staring at an old-lady zombie—must be like ninety. She gets my shirt, but I shrug it off. I can see the back door to Quint's house, and I spot a direct path— The picnic table! I dash across.

第五章那些不死的怪物向我涌来。 首先是一个老僵尸，他的一只眼球晃来晃去，撞在他的脸颊上。 他扑向我，喉咙发出咯咯的声音。 我从他伸出的双手下潜入水中。 接下来，我正盯着一个老僵尸——一定有90岁了。 她拿走了我的衬衫，但我耸耸肩。 我能看到昆特家的后门，我发现了一条直通的路——野餐桌！我冲过去。

I leap off the picnic table, using one zombie's bald, moldy head as a little step, and grab on to the tire swing. Quint, open the door!

我从野餐桌上跳下来，用一个僵尸秃顶发霉的头作为一个小台阶，抓住了轮胎秋千。 昆特，开门！

Quint yanks open the sliding door just as a hulking, half-rotten zombie man steps in front of it. His throat is missing—just a bunch of gnarly old flesh there. He comes at me, practically jumping. I've got no choice but— Quint slams the patio door shut behind me. Just in time, too—three zombies stumble into the glass and bounce off like a bad Three Stooges bit. Quint slides his big kitchen table against the glass —a makeshift barricade. I get to my feet, eyes wide—I can't believe it. It's him. It's really him.

昆特猛地打开滑动门，一个身形庞大、半腐烂的僵尸男人走到门前。 他的喉咙不见了，只剩下一堆粗糙的老肉。 他朝我扑过来，几乎是跳了起来。 我别无选择——昆特在我身后砰地关上了天井的门。 就在这时，三个僵尸踉踉跄跄地撞到玻璃上，像《活宝三人组》（Three Stooges）里的烂段子一样被弹开了。 昆特把他的厨房大桌子推到玻璃上——一个临时的路障。 我站起来，睁大眼睛，简直不敢相信。 这是他。真的是他。

QUINT BAKER, —The Best Friend— Old—mm cap Hair smells like movie theater popcorn butter. Always working on a new gadget or experiment. pocket watch for looking Dorky. Wears a lab coat as a jacket for no good reason. "I was afraid you were dead this whole time!" I exclaim. "A scientist never truly dies," Quint says. "He lives on through his research." I groan. Non—aihlete's foot

-最好的朋友-老帽子头发闻起来像电影院爆米花黄油。 总是致力于一个新的小工具或实验。 看多奇的怀表。 毫无理由地把实验服当外套穿。 “我一直担心你已经死了！”我惊叫。 “科学家永远不会真正死去，”昆特说。 “他通过他的研究活了下来。” 我呻吟。Non-aihlete的脚

"But yes, I'm also regular normal alive," Quint says. I want to groan again, but I can't help but laugh. I'm just so happy to see my buddy. secret handshake, Tom, buddy, We have a secret handshake. "Um, yeah. Remember?! We worked on it that whole afternoon one time. We had that big plan. We were gonna do the handshake when we passed in the hallway so people would know we had cool secrets going on and we were up to stuff. Remember?" Quint scratches his head. "Vaguely remember. How'd it go again?" "Hmm. Um. I think you grab my ankle and I finger-flick your elbow. There was also some ear tugging, I think." Quint looks confused.

“但是，是的，我也是一个普通的正常人，”昆特说。 我想再呻吟一次，但又忍不住笑了。 我只是很高兴见到我的朋友。 秘密握手，汤姆，兄弟，我们有秘密握手。 “嗯,是的。记得吗? !我们花了一下午的时间研究它。 我们有一个大计划。我们打算在走廊经过的时候握手这样人们就会知道我们有很酷的秘密，我们在做什么。 还记得吗?”昆特挠了挠头。 “依稀记得。又怎么样了？”“嗯。 嗯。你抓住我的脚踝，我用手指轻弹你的手肘。 我想还有些人在扯耳朵。” 昆特看起来很困惑。

"Just tug my ear, Quint." "I am not tugging your ear." "C'mon. Just a little tug to get the handshake started." "Jack, I think you should give up on the secret handshake." I shrug. We bump fists. Can't go wrong with the classics. I follow Quint up to his room: "the lab," as he calls it.

“拉我的耳朵，昆特。”“我没有拽你的耳朵。” “来吧。只要轻轻一拉，握手就开始了。” “杰克，我觉得你应该放弃秘密握手。” 我耸耸肩。我们碰拳头。经典作品不会出错。 我跟着昆特来到他的房间：他称之为“实验室”。