Chapter 19

chapter nineteen The Fly Guy's insides are rank and dark. There's just enough room for the four of us, plus Drooler. As I wiggle around, my elbow hits something soft and wet. Light starts to dribble in, shining like a prism through the Fly Guy's many eyes. His, heh, flyballs. "This is a great view," I whisper. "If you really dig kaleidoscopes." "No one really digs kaleidoscopes," Dirk grunts. June scowls. With a tap, a metal spork-knife pops out of Blasty, and she cuts a slit in one of the flyballs. We have a clear view now—and I don't like what I see... There are two nurses. The first has a head like an anglerfish, with a buzzing light dangling above its lone eyeball. The second nurse's face is splayed open, revealing a second, more horrific face underneath. They scurry about, preparing the morgueatory for something... -DIRE NURSES!

第十九章苍蝇人的内心是肮脏和黑暗的。 这里刚好够我们四个人住，再加上流口水。 当我扭动身体时，我的胳膊肘碰到了柔软潮湿的东西。 光线开始滴进来，像棱镜一样透过苍蝇人的多只眼睛。 他的，嘿，飞球。“这景色真美，”我低声说。 “如果你真的喜欢万花筒的话。” “没有人真正挖掘万花筒，”德克咕哝道。 六月皱眉。砰的一声，一把金属叉刀从“爆破”里跳出来，她在其中一个飞球上切了一条缝。 我们现在看清楚了——我不喜欢我看到的…… 有两个护士。第一个有一个像琵琶鱼一样的头，在它孤独的眼球上方悬挂着嗡嗡作响的灯。 第二个护士的脸张开了，露出了下面另一张更可怕的脸。 他们跑来跑去，为什么事做准备…… 可怕的护士!

Oh, the numbers look good. Raxaul will be so pleased. Don't be such a try-Hard, Deborah. We exchange confused glances. Split-Face's name is Debra? Monsters are weird... Suddenly, we hear whistling. It comes from the corridor beyond, growing steadily louder. "He's coming!" Debra says. "Look busy!" "I am busy!" the other one shoots back. He plugs something like an other-dimensional oxygen tank into the fleshy walls, and it starts ka-chug ka-chugging softly. Debra grabs a flagpole-sized lever that juts out of the ground. She leans into the lever, until—

数字看起来不错。 拉索尔会很高兴的。 别这么拼命，黛博拉。 我们交换了困惑的目光。 分裂脸的名字是黛布拉？ 怪物很奇怪……突然，我们听到了口哨声。 声音从远处的走廊传来，越来越响。 “他来了!”黛布拉说。 “看忙!”“我很忙！”另一个人反驳道。 他把一个类似于另一个维度的氧气罐的东西插进了肉质的墙壁，然后它开始轻轻地发出咔咔咔的声音。 黛布拉抓住一根旗杆大小的杠杆，从地面伸出来。 她靠在杠杆上，直到——

VRROOOOM A large, circular section of the floor at the center of the morgueatory begins to slide open, revealing a pool of oil-goop underneath. June shifts, pushing her head next to mine. "I really hope we didn't show up for evil bath time..." she says. The whistling grows louder. It's a cheery little tune —the kind of melody Willy Wonka would hum right before faking a fall and feeding a bunch of bratty kids to a factory. Wait! Crud. We're a bunch of bratty kids! "He's here!" Eye-Bulb hisses, smoothing his scrubs. The nurses quickly stand at attention. And then he enters. The monster of the hour. The employee of the month for the last four hundred months... -WRACKSAW!

房间房间中央的一大块圆形地板开始滑开，露出下面的一滩油浆。 琼换班，把她的头推到我的旁边。 “我真希望我们没有出现在邪恶的洗澡时间……” 她说。口哨声越来越响。 这是一首欢快的小调——威利·旺卡（Willy Wonka）在假装摔倒并把一群淘气的孩子送到工厂之前会哼的那种旋律。 等等!Crud。我们是一群讨厌的孩子！“他在这里!”“眼球”发出嘶嘶声，抚平他的磨砂膏。 护士们迅速立正站好。 然后他进来了。现在的怪物。 过去400个月的月度最佳员工 -WRACKSAW !

articles, tentacle-legs, skin like a mood ring. Current mood annoyed My skin turns all goosebumpy as Quint says, "That whistling... it appears to be air passing between the thin tendons connecting his head to his body." Debra makes a gleeful tchk-tchk-tchk sound. "Wracksaw, sir," she says. "Your calculations were correct. The pool has further softened the subject's tissue." "Of course my calculations were correct," Wracksaw says, drawing out each s. "My calculations

文章，触手腿，皮肤像一个情绪环。 听到昆特说：“那口哨……”我浑身起鸡皮疙瘩。 似乎是空气在连接他头部和身体的细筋之间流动。” 黛布拉发出欢快的哒哒声。 “锯，先生，”她说。 “你的计算是正确的。 水池进一步软化了实验对象的组织。” “当然我的计算是正确的，”Wracksaw边说边画出每个s。 “我的计算

are never less than perfect." Oh, we can take this dude. He's just a science nerd. ahem One of Wracksaw's armacles reaches out, tugging a thick cord that hangs from the ceiling. The pool starts to bubble, like he's getting ready to boil a Blarg-sized helping of Kraft mac and cheese. Then something begins to rise from the liquid darkness... Drooler meeps. "Aww, you want a better look?" Dirk asks softly, gently releasing the little guy and setting him on the floor. Wracksaw slithers toward the pool. Spongy pods on the surface lock together, creating a bridge, allowing Wracksaw to cross to the center. Goop sloshes over the shape that breaks the surface. I know who—what—that is.

永远都是完美的。” 哦，我们可以带上这家伙。 他只是个科学迷。嗯哼，残锯的一只手臂伸出来，拽着一根从天花板上垂下来的粗绳子。 泳池开始冒泡，好像他准备煮一大份卡夫奶酪通心粉。 然后有什么东西开始从液体般的黑暗中升起…… meeps流着口水。“啊，你想好好看看吗？”德克轻声问道，轻轻地放开小家伙，把他放在地板上。 断臂锯滑向水池。 表面的海绵状吊舱锁在一起，形成一座桥，让Wracksaw可以穿过桥到达中心。 粘稠的液体溅在打破表面的形状上。 我知道那是谁。

We all do. GHAZT! DEAD!

我们都是这样。GHAZT !死了!