Chapter 20

chapter twenty My Cosmic Hand pulses again, and for a second, I feel strangely... alone. He's dead. He's really dead. I'm not sad that Ghazt is gone... but a part of me feels—weirdly empty? Like something's missing. I wouldn't have the hand without him—and the hand is filling me with monstrous fear. But I wouldn't be able to command my Zombie Squad without him, either— and I do love those guys. My insides are totally mixed up right now. "I find myself strangely sympathetic," Quint whispers, breaking the quiet. Dirk scowls. "Uh, breaking news? He's evil." "Was," I point out.

第二十章我的宇宙之手又跳动起来，有那么一瞬间，我感到奇怪…… 独自一人。他死了。他真的死了。 我并不为Ghazt的离去感到难过…… 但我的内心却莫名地空虚？ 好像少了什么。如果没有他，我就不会有这只手——而这只手让我充满了可怕的恐惧。 但如果没有他，我也无法指挥我的僵尸小队——我真的很喜欢这些家伙。 我现在内心一片混乱。 “我发现自己奇怪地富有同情心，”昆特打破了沉默，轻声说道。 德克皱眉。“呃，突发新闻？” 他是邪恶的。”“曾经是，”我指出。

A loud SNAP brings our attention back to Wracksaw. He's putting surgical gloves—or, like, surgical mitts?—on his four armacles. Most of the oil-goop has finished dripping from Ghazt's fur now. The tips of Wracksaw's armacles rub together like evil, twisty hands. One armacle ensnares Ghazt's head, then tugs, wrenching the body upward. Wracksaw hums as he forces open Ghazt's eyes and mouth. Finally, Wracksaw releases Ghazt, and the massive body crashes back down to the slab. "No more tests," Wracksaw announces. "The subject is ready for knowledge-extraction."

一声响亮的啪的一声把我们的注意力拉回到了锯怪身上。 他戴上了手术手套，还是手术手套？戴在他的四条臂膀上。 现在，Ghazt皮毛上的大部分油都已经滴完了。 残锯手臂的尖端像邪恶的、扭曲的手一样摩擦在一起。 一个护臂套住了Ghazt的头，然后用力拉，把他的身体往上拉。 怪锯一边哼着歌，一边用力打开Ghazt的眼睛和嘴巴。 最后，断臂锯松开了加兹特，那具巨大的尸体又摔回了石板上。 “不再测试了，”Wracksaw宣布。 “这个主题已经准备好进行知识提取了。”

Th will be so pleased. My leader. Oh la Deborah. I know he's gonna be pleased. Anyone else want to escape? The really obvious Wracksaw swirls back toward the nurses. Colors flash across Wracksaw's face, blending and flickering. They finally settle on an expression: horrible pleasure. "Now," Wracksaw says. "It is time for Aaodu to fully awaken." "Ooh, I love this part!" Debra squeaks. "I think he's talking about the fortress," Quint whispers. Wracksaw looks upward to the laboratory's jagged, curved ceiling. His body expands like a marshmallow in a microwave, filling up the space around Ghazt's body. "Lying on this slab is Ghazt the General, a Cosmic Terror from the Cosmic Beyond! Which means... I

他们会很高兴的。我的领袖。 哦，黛博拉。我知道他会很高兴。 还有人想逃跑吗？ 真正明显的锯尸鬼转身向护士们走去。 颜色闪过Wracksaw的脸，混合和闪烁。 他们最终决定了一个表达：可怕的快乐。 “现在，”Wracksaw说。“现在是阿杜完全觉醒的时候了。” “哦，我喜欢这个部分！”黛布拉尖叫声。 “我想他说的是堡垒。”昆特低声说。 Wracksaw抬头望向实验室参差不齐的弧形天花板。 他的身体像微波炉里的棉花糖一样膨胀，填满了Ghazt身体周围的空间。 “躺在这块石板上的是格斯特将军，一个来自宇宙彼岸的宇宙恐怖分子！”这意味着…… 我

HAVE A GOD ON MY TABLE! And this night... I operate on a GOD!" Wracksaw says as his armacles extend outward, stiffening. "And that makes ME a GOD! Sorta." His armacles suddenly jab upward, stabbing into four glowing holes that dot the laboratory's ceiling. The armacles enter with a schlurp, then twist, locking into place. The morgueatory trembles in response. Wracksaw's body begins to glow. His eyes shut, his head sinks into his body, and then— why? I right from your slumber together we will retrieve the tower schematic from the grain of the disgrace general.

让上帝在我的桌子上！今晚…… 我在给上帝动手术！”断臂锯说，他的手臂向外伸展，变得僵硬。 “那我就是上帝了！”有几分。” 他的手臂突然向上刺，刺进了实验室天花板上的四个发光的洞里。 手臂一声进入，然后旋转，锁定到位。 金融机构的反应是颤抖。 断臂锯的身体开始发光。 他闭上眼睛，把头埋进身体里，然后——为什么？ 从你的睡梦中我们一起从耻辱将军的谷物中取回塔的示意图。

A harsh, grinding groan comes from all around us. The morgueatory's trembling builds to a rumbling. Bursts of warm, putrid air blow from cracks and fissures. Eye-Bulb elbows Debra excitedly. Colors and patterns flare across Wracksaw's skin as, finally, he extracts his armacles from the morgueatory ceiling. The fortress trembles hard once more—then settles into a soft, steady shuddering. "By nightfall, Aäödii will be fully awake." Wracksaw says. "Then I will perform the knowledge- extraction." We gotta please the fortress breakers soon. Like now the map is changing. New pathways, lighting up as blood and oxygen pump faster. That map tell us where the bathroom is. I think ruler's gotto go.

刺耳的、磨碎的呻吟声从我们周围传来。 太平间的颤抖变成了隆隆声。 阵阵温暖、腐臭的空气从裂缝和裂缝中吹出来。 “眼球”兴奋地用胳膊肘撞着黛布拉。 最后，当残骸锯从太平间的天花板上抽出他的手臂时，颜色和图案在他的皮肤上闪耀。 堡垒又一次剧烈地颤抖起来，然后变成了一种柔和的、稳定的颤抖。 “夜幕降临时，Aäödii将完全清醒。” Wracksaw说。“然后我来进行知识提取。” 我们得尽快取悦堡垒破坏者。 就像现在地图正在改变。 新的路径，随着血液和氧气泵加快而点亮。 那张地图告诉我们洗手间在哪里。 我觉得尺子该走了。

Wracksaw suddenly whirls around. "Now... retrieve my revitalizing smoothie from the shared refrigerator, posthaste!" Debra trembles. "Oh, um... I didn't realize that was yours, sir. And I was so very parched that I—" Wracksaw cracks an armacle against a tank, jostling the floating corpse inside. "It sure sounds like someone—Debra—wants to take a trip to the carcass pit. Is that right, Debra? Do you want to take a trip to the carcass pit?" "No, my leader," Debra says, avoiding Wracksaw's gaze. Wracksaw runs an armacle across his bulbous head. "I'm at a high stress level right now, OK?! Which means I must have my revitalizing smoothies! Is that so much to—" Wracksaw suddenly goes silent. "And would someone tell me—"

断臂锯突然旋转起来。 “现在……赶紧从公用冰箱里拿回我的恢复活力的冰沙！”黛布拉颤抖。 “哦,嗯…我不知道那是你的，先生。 我太干渴了，所以我——”“断臂锯”在一辆坦克上折断了一个臂章，把里面漂浮的尸体推了一下。 “听起来好像有人——黛布拉——想去一趟尸体坑。 是这样吗，黛布拉？你想去一趟屠场吗？”“不，我的领袖，”黛布拉说，避开了锯怪的目光。 残废锯在他的球根状的头上套了一个护臂。 “我现在压力很大，好吗？！”也就是说我必须喝我的恢复活力的冰沙！这就意味着——”锯怪突然沉默了。 “谁能告诉我——”