Chapter 19

Chapter Nineteen The front of the towering theater is a wall of broken glass. Sheets of ice and frozen Vine- Thingies hold it all together. "Wait here, Rover," I say. "We'll be back. I think..." We stomp over mounds of snow and duck beneath icicles as we enter the lobby. "Great..." June says. "It's frozen horror." Half-frozen zombies fill the lobby. Their upper bodies move freely—but they don't stagger or skulk or shamble. They're stuck...

第十九章高耸的剧院前面是一堵碎玻璃墙。 一块块的冰和冰冻的藤蔓——这些东西把它们粘在一起。 “在这儿等着，罗孚。”我说。 “我们会回来的。我想……” 当我们走进大厅时，我们踩着雪堆，躲在冰柱下。 “大……”6月说。“这是一种冰冻的恐怖。” 半冻的僵尸挤满了大厅。 它们的上半身可以自由移动——但它们不会摇摇晃晃、躲躲藏藏或步履蹒跚。 他们困…

Everything smells like drenched dogs. But there's another smell, too. The movie theater smell. The floor is a sheet of ice, a foot thick. Peering through, I see old ticket stubs and bits of popcorn and icy Goobers on the floor. It's like some preserved Jurassic Park frozen-in-time scene of the theater before the world ended. The smell never left. It's baked into the walls. Can I say something? The movie theater is my favorite place on earth. It's the one place where I could always go and just, like, shut down. The lights dim and you dig into popcorn—and you just get lost. Butter drips through the bag and stains

所有东西闻起来都像被淋湿的狗。 但还有另一种味道。 电影院的味道。地面是一层一英尺厚的冰。 往里看，我看到地上有旧票根、爆米花碎片和冰凉的谷歌眼镜。 就像保存完好的侏罗纪公园里世界末日前的剧场场景。 气味从未消失。它被烤到墙上了。 我能说几句吗？电影院是我在地球上最喜欢的地方。 那是唯一一个我总能去的地方，然后，就像，闭嘴。 灯光暗淡，你开始吃爆米花——然后你就迷路了。 黄油从袋子里滴下来，弄脏了

your shirt and chocolate melts on your jeans but it's OK, because it's the movies. Movies are escape. Escape from the cruddy parts of everyday life. But now I'm amid the cruddiest part of my weird everyday life—and it's happening in my temple. I growl. "Evie has taken my happiest place—and turned it against me!" Quint pats my shoulder. "I know, friend. I know..." We pass huge standees for movies that have been filmed but will never be released. Water drips and the cardboard sags. I realize: There are completed movies, sitting there, in a Hollywood basement somewhere! They'd better be preserved correctly! If the world ever returns to normal and I discover there's some secret, unseen director's cut of Iron Man 3 that got "lost"—well, let's just say I won't be happy....

你的衬衫和巧克力会融化在你的牛仔裤上，但没关系，因为这是电影。 看电影是逃避。逃离日常生活的肮脏部分。 但现在我正处于我怪异的日常生活中最粗糙的部分——它发生在我的太阳穴里。 我咆哮。“伊薇夺走了我最快乐的地方——还把它变成了我的敌人！”昆特拍了拍我的肩膀。 “我知道，朋友。我知道……” 我们为那些已经拍摄但永远不会上映的电影设立了巨大的展台。 水滴下来，纸板下垂。 我意识到：有完成的电影，坐在那里，在好莱坞地下室的某个地方！它们最好正确保存！如果世界回归正常，我发现有一些秘密的、看不见的《钢铁侠3》导演剪辑版“丢失”了——好吧，我只能说我不会高兴....

Quint snaps me out of it. "Jack, are you thinking about the movies you'll never see?" "No," I lie. "Maybe. Maybe no. Maybe yes. What if—" June says, "Dude! Don't get distracted. We have to be laser-focused. We are in DIRK WILL SOON BE A ZOMBIE danger!" June suddenly stops. "Tracks," she says, pointing to the floor. We see two pairs of fresh, snowy footprints across the icy carpet. One pair is

昆特把我揪了出来。“杰克，你在想那些你永远不会看的电影吗？”“不，”我撒谎。 “也许。也许不是。也许是的。 如果——”琼说，“老兄！不要分心。 我们必须集中精力。 我们在德克很快就要被僵尸威胁了！”琼突然停了下来。 “脚印，”她指着地板说。 我们在冰冷的地毯上看到两对崭新的雪脚印。 一对是

staggered—like the person was becoming more and more undead as they walked. Dirk. "Good," I say. "I wasn't wrong. They're here." We follow the tracks to the second level of the three-story theater. We check each theater. Every time, it's like opening up the doors to a big room full of horror. Zombies shamble about, moaning hungrily. June checks a theater. "No Dirk!" she calls. "Just zombies." Quint checks a theater. "Same! No Dirk! Just zombies!" I check a theater. "Nothing but more zombies!" Soon, only one theater remains: the biggest of them all. The IMAX. I'm about to charge in, when June points to a half-open door. "That goes to the balcony." We climb the winding steps. My bag bounces against my leg. "Guys, I know this isn't the time," I whisper, "but I've never watched a movie from a balcony. I always wanted to." "Let's hope this movie has a happy ending," June says, and she pushes the door open. We step

踉踉跄跄地走着，好像这个人越来越像不死人了。 德克。“很好，”我说。“我没有错。 他们在这里。”我们沿着足迹来到三层剧院的二层。 我们检查了每家影院。每一次，都像是打开了一扇门，通往一个充满恐怖的大房间。 僵尸蹒跚而行，饥饿地呻吟着。 琼去了一家剧院。“不要德克！”她喊道。 “僵尸”。昆特检查剧院。 “相同!没有德克!只是僵尸!”我去电影院看看。 “除了僵尸什么都没有！”很快，只剩下一个剧院：所有剧院中最大的一个。 IMAX。我正要冲进去，琼指着一扇半开着的门。 “那个要放到阳台上。” 我们爬上蜿蜒的台阶。 我的包撞在我的腿上。 “伙计们，我知道现在不是时候，”我低声说，“但我从来没有在阳台上看过电影。 我一直想这么做。”“让我们希望这部电影有一个快乐的结局，”琼说，她推开了门。 我们一步

out onto the balcony: a few hundred seats, overlooking another thousand seats below. And the massive IMAX screen towering up ahead. There's only one person in the audience. Dirk. He's at the very center seat. And he sits there. Perfectly still. It's eerie. Creepy. Freaking terrifying looking. And then Dirk moans. It's an awful combo cry: a howling human and a groaning zombie, mushed into one awful noise.

外面的阳台上有几百个座位，可以俯瞰下面的1000个座位。 还有前方高耸的巨幕。 观众中只有一个人。 德克。他坐在最中间的位置。 他坐在那里。完全静止。 这是可怕的。令人毛骨悚然。看起来很吓人。 接着德克呻吟起来。这是一个可怕的组合：一个嚎叫的人类和一个呻吟的僵尸，混合成一个可怕的声音。