Chapter 6

chapter six I figure there are two types of people in this world: The first: People who think living in an abandoned, post-apocalyptic world would be awesome.

我认为这个世界上有两种人：第一种：认为生活在一个被遗弃的、后世界末日的世界里是很棒的人。

The second: Normal folks who think that people in the first group are clinically insane. Quint is definitely type numero uno. Every day he's up at the crack of dawn, "doing research." He says we need to document the end of the world properly, like scientists. want to play Frisbee. No want to hop in Big mama and cruise for monsters. No want to sit around all day and be a big dork. Yes,

第二种是正常人，他们认为第一种人在临床上是精神错乱的。 Quint绝对是第一个类型。 他每天天刚亮就起床，“做研究”。 他说我们需要像科学家一样正确地记录世界末日。 我想玩飞盘。我可不想跳上大妈去找怪物。 我不想整天无所事事，像个大笨蛋。 是，

See? This is what I deal with. On the plus side, Quint is a big fan of my photos —"For science," he says. I don't think he quite gets the art of it—he just says they're really helping with the whole "studying the monsters" process. Me, I'm less into "studying the monsters" and more into, y'know... DESTROYING THE HORRIBLE MONSTERS THAT HAVE TAKEN OVER THE WORLD.

看到了吗?这就是我要处理的事情。 好的一面是，昆特是我照片的忠实粉丝——“为了科学，”他说。 我觉得他并没有完全领会其中的艺术——他只是说他们真的在帮助整个“研究怪物”的过程。 我，我不太喜欢“研究怪物”，我更喜欢…… 摧毁那些占领世界的可怕怪物。

But whatever. Different strokes for different dorks. The problem is that all this research keeps reminding me that IT'S BUTT-CLENCHINGLY SCARY OUT THERE! And when something is butt-clenchingly scary, it's natural to want to avoid it. Maybe that's why I haven't gone back out to look for June in two days. So tomorrow, I'm changing that. Tomorrow, I'm going to be all Liam Neeson–y, like, "WHAT'S UP, ZOMBIES?! HAND OVER MY FRIEND JUNE!" Tomorrow, bright and early, we're scouring this town for June. Not just the school and not just her home. Everywhere. No building unexplored. No spot unsearched.

但不管。不同的人有不同的笔法。 问题是，所有这些研究不断提醒我，外面的世界是可怕的！当某件事让人毛骨悚然时，想要避开它是很自然的。 也许这就是我两天没出去找琼的原因。 所以明天，我要改变它。 明天，我要像连姆·尼森一样，“怎么了，僵尸们？！”把我的朋友琼交出来！”明天一大早，我们就在镇上搜寻琼恩。 不只是学校，也不只是她家。 无处不在。没有没有探索过的建筑。 没有没有搜查过的地方。

Rise and shine, brainy It's 6:45 in the morning and I'm guzzling a warm Cherry Pepsi, trying to put a little pep in my system. I give Quint a gentle kick to the side. He groans, groggy, looks up, and mutters "Santa?" "Quint," I say, "I need to complete my ULTIMATE Feat of Apocalyptic Success: find and, if necessary (which it totally will be), rescue June Del Toro." Quint grunts, climbs out of his sleeping bag, and shuffles over to our little bathroom. The bathroom is

起床吧，聪明的家伙。现在是早上6:45，我大口喝着一杯樱桃味的百事可乐，想给我的身体注入一点活力。 我轻轻地踢了昆特一脚。 他呻吟着，昏昏沉沉地抬起头，喃喃地说：“圣诞老人？”“昆特，”我说，“我需要完成我的《启示录》终极壮举：找到琼·德尔·托罗，如果有必要的话（这完全是必然的），救出她。” 昆特咕噜了一声，从睡袋里爬出来，拖着脚步来到我们的小浴室。 浴室是

just a bucket on the side of the tree house. We have a rule—no one looks at what the other person is doing. You wouldn't think that would need to be a rule, but, well, Quint is odd, and stuff like this kept happening— Quint has another weird habit: He always talks while he's out there on the bathroom bucket. Today he says, "Before we go driving anywhere, we need gasoline." See, we've been using gasoline by the gallon-ful to run the generator for the Xbox and the toaster oven and the RC helicopter and the massage chair and the Christmas lights and all that jazz.

只是树屋边上的一个桶。 我们有个规矩——没人会看别人在做什么。 你不会认为这需要成为一个规则，但是，好吧，昆特很奇怪，这样的事情不断发生——昆特还有一个奇怪的习惯：他总是在浴室的水桶上说话。 今天他说：“在我们开车去任何地方之前，我们需要汽油。” 我们一直在用一加仑一加仑的汽油来驱动Xbox的发电机，烤面包机遥控直升机按摩椅，圣诞彩灯等等。