Chapter 6

chapter six Thirty minutes later, the five of us—plus Rover— are standing across the street from Joe's. And my brain is just like, "What the huh?!" I see ample evidence that this is not the Joe's Pizza we're used to... Ample Evidence. Many-cycd monster winged monster, oddly striking and dignified monster. Lazy monster. A bunch more monsters.

半小时后，我们五个人——加上罗孚——站在乔家的街对面。 我的大脑就在想，“什么啊？！”我有充分的证据表明，这不是我们习惯的乔比萨…… 充足的证据。多周期的怪物有翅膀的怪物，奇怪的惊人和威严的怪物。 懒惰的怪物。一群怪物。

"Mr. Thrull, what exactly is this?" Quint asks. "This is where I live," he says, shifting and adjusting his weight on the hockey stick. "Come." Will we be safe? Wait, Are any of these monsters going to like eat us? YOU ARE MY FRIENDS. All MY FRIENDS ARE WELCOME. That sounds reasonable enough—but something stops me. "Um, one second, Mr. Thrull!" I exclaim. "Quick buddy huddle!"

“瑟鲁先生，这到底是什么？”五度音问道。 “这就是我住的地方，”他一边说，一边调整着自己在冰球棒上的重心。 “来了。”我们会安全吗？等等，这些怪物会吃掉我们吗？ 你们是我的朋友。我欢迎所有的朋友。 这听起来很合理，但有些事情阻止了我。 “嗯，等一下，瑟鲁先生！”我惊叫。 “快聚一聚！”

I grab my friends and we all dash out of hearing distance. "Should we go in there?" I ask. Dirk and June both nod. "I think so..." June says. Of course! "Why not? "Why not? You know how old folks always tell you not to trust strangers? Great advice! You know what's better advice? Don't trust monster strangers! The dude's wearing bone jewelry." Quint opens his mouth to respond, but a strange sound interrupts us. It's like the sound of a blade, slicing between us, silencing us. "Do you guys hear that?"

我抓住我的朋友们，我们都冲到听不见的地方。 “我们要进去吗？”我问。 德克和琼都点点头。“我想是的……” 6月说。当然!“为什么不呢? “为什么不呢?你知道老人们总是告诉你不要相信陌生人吗？ 好建议!你知道什么是更好的建议吗？ 不要相信怪物般的陌生人！那家伙戴着骨饰。” 昆特张开嘴想回应，但一个奇怪的声音打断了我们。 就像刀刃的声音，在我们之间划过，让我们沉默。 “你们听到了吗？”

It's like the wind, rustling through the trees. But louder. The sound fills the air. Like a flute or a, uh —what's that lame plastic instrument from elementary school? A recorder! It sounds a bit like that. But the sound is deeper, rougher—and the longer I listen to it, the more it begins to sound like a strange, devilish, musical scream. There's no other way to describe the sound. It is an inhuman SHRIEKING. But there's no time to ponder the strange sound, because Thrull is limping toward Joe's. If we're going in, the time is now. "Come on!" June says. I listen to the noise a moment longer. The sound enters my ears and proceeds to march straight down my spine, twisting it, terrifying me to my core. It's only a noise. Yet it scares me beyond belief. "Jack!" Quint barks. I shake my head, trying to shake out the fear, and I reluctantly follow my friends. From inside Joe's, I hear glass shatter and freakish, inhuman laughing. But I continue following.

就像风，沙沙地穿过树林。 但响亮。声音弥漫在空气中。 就像笛子或者什么-小学那个蹩脚的塑料乐器是什么？ 一个录音机!听起来有点像。 但这声音更深沉，更粗糙——我听的时间越长，它听起来就越像一种奇怪的、恶魔般的、音乐般的尖叫。 没有别的方法可以形容这种声音了。 这是一种不人道的尖叫。 但是没有时间去思考这个奇怪的声音，因为Thrull一瘸一拐地朝Joe家走去。 如果我们要进去，现在就是最佳时机。 “来吧!”6月说。我又听了一会儿那声音。 声音进入我的耳朵，继续沿着我的脊柱直下，扭曲它，把我吓坏了。 这只是一种噪音。但这让我害怕得难以置信。 “杰克!”五胞胎吠叫。我摇了摇头，试图摆脱恐惧，不情愿地跟着朋友们走。 从乔的房间里，我听到玻璃破碎的声音和怪异的、非人类的笑声。 但我继续追随。

We all do. Rover trots beside me. As we step up onto the sidewalk, I tell him to stay, and he flashes those puppy-dog eyes at me. "Don't worry. We'll be back, buddy," I say. "I think..." Continuing forward, we pass the monsters hanging out outside. I try to give them good, solid, manly nods—but they just look at me like, "Buddy, you are in the wrong place." Thrull places his hand against the door, and pushes it open, and we step inside. Inside, to the strangest sight imaginable...

我们都是这样。罗孚在我身边小跑。 当我们走上人行道时，我让他留下来，他那双小狗般的眼睛向我闪烁。 “别担心。我们会回来的，伙计，”我说。 “我认为…”继续往前走，我们经过了在外面闲逛的怪物。 我试着给他们善意、坚定、有男子气概的点头，但他们只是看着我，好像在说：“伙计，你来错地方了。” Thrull把手放在门上，推开门，我们走了进去。 在里面，可以想象到最奇怪的景象……

Tentacles dance in the air! Furry beasts arm- wrestle! Scaled things play some strange version of darts. At the counter, insect-like monsters suck down entire pizzas in a single bite. Small flying creatures swoop through the air, delivering food. And everywhere, at tables, in booths, are HULKING MONSTERS chatting it up in some sort of monster language. A few speak English. Bits and pieces of strange monster dialogue float over: "...ONCE POUNDED A GURLAK INTO THE MUD WITH JUST MY TAIL..." "...MORE SNOZZLE STEAKS, CHEF!..." "...TASTES BETTER WHEN IT'S STILL BREATHING, IF YOU ASK ME..."

触手在空中跳舞！毛茸茸的野兽扳手腕！缩放的东西玩着奇怪的飞镖。 在柜台上，像昆虫一样的怪物一口就能吞下整个披萨。 小型飞行生物在空中俯冲，运送食物。 到处，在桌子上，在摊位上，都有巨大的怪物在用某种怪物语言聊天。 少数人说英语。奇怪的怪物对话片段飘了过来：“……有一次，我只用尾巴就把一条土鳖打到了泥里……” “…厨师，再来点牛排……” “…要我说，它还有呼吸的时候味道更好……”