Chapter 15

chapter fifteen We park Big Mama, then ready ourselves for what's to come. I wave the Slicer and my zombies amble out of the trailer. "I might need you guys to make an impression on this Ry.k dude." "And," Quint adds, "we may need the protection...." He nods down the street. Two monsters are having a loud argument.

第十五章我们让大妈妈停车，然后准备好迎接即将到来的一切。 我挥动着切片机，我的僵尸们慢慢走出了拖车。 “我可能需要你们给ryk这个家伙留个好印象。” “而且，”昆特补充道，“我们可能需要保护....” 他朝街上点头。两个怪物在大声争吵。

It ends quickly.... Chomp, slurp. We shuffle across the parking lot toward Chaz and Slammers. I try to keep my head down—don't want to draw attention to ourselves—but it's not easy. It's such an overload of monster activity that I have to look. I see one monster munching on a string of Christmas lights like it's a candy necklace. Another is spitting a stream of blue

很快就结束了....切齿,发出声音。 我们拖着脚步穿过停车场，走向查兹和斯拉姆斯。 我尽量低着头——不想引起别人对我们的注意——但这并不容易。 怪物的活动太多了，我不得不去看看。 我看到一只怪兽在大嚼一串圣诞彩灯，就像在咬糖果项链一样。 另一个正在吐蓝色的水

liquid from its nose, writing its name on the wall. "Fascinating," Quint remarks. "Gloriously fascinating." "The story of a lifetime," June says. All the activity leads to the main hub: Chaz and Slammers. Monsters stream in and out of the brightly lit four-story mega arcade. "OK, guys," I say. "Put your gamer faces on." Two hulking monsters guard the entrance. They're like hired goons from an old gangster movie, but with bigger horns.

它鼻子里流出液体，在墙上写着它的名字。 “太棒了，”昆特说。 “华丽迷人。”“一生难忘的故事，”琼说。 所有的活动都通向主要的中心：Chaz和Slammers。 怪物在灯火通明的四层大型拱廊里进进出出。 “好吧，伙计们，”我说。“带上你的玩家面孔。” 两个巨大的怪物守卫着入口。 他们就像老黑帮电影里雇来的打手，只不过犄角更大。

That's FAR ENOUGH. SKINBAG. THOSE THREE DISGUSTING THINGS ARE WELCOME IN HERE. Hey, these guys aren't disgusting. They're just my buds Goon #1 growls. "Talkin' about them." He points an ax at my Zombie Squad. "You'll have to check 'em. We'll put 'em in the box," Goon #2 says. "Read the sign!" This so-called sign is nothing but a bent bent street sign with a strange parrot creature perched on top.

这就够了。SKINBAG。 这三个恶心的东西在这里是受欢迎的。 嘿，这些家伙不恶心。 他们只是我的朋友，1号暴徒咆哮。 “正在谈论他们呢。”他用斧头指着我的僵尸小队。 “你得检查一下。 我们会把它们放进盒子里，”Goon 2说。 “看牌子！”这个所谓的路牌只不过是一个弯曲的路牌，上面栖息着一只奇怪的鹦鹉。

NO ZOMBIES ALLOWED PAST THIS POINT. WEAPONS ARE TOTALLY COOL, THOUGH. THE MORE WEAPONS THE MERRIER. "Um, OK," I say. I direct my zombies over to an empty batting cage. Alfred looks at me with the saddest eyes anyone ever saw on a zombie. "Sorry, guys," I say. "I don't make the rules. And those dudes are scary." "You'll get 'em back when you leave," Goon #2 says. "If you leave," Goon #1 adds, laughing.

僵尸不能通过这个点。 不过，武器确实很酷。 武器越多越好。 “嗯，好吧，”我说。我把我的僵尸引到一个空的击球场。 阿尔弗雷德看着我，眼神是僵尸身上最悲伤的。 “对不起，伙计们，”我说。“规则不是我定的。 那些家伙很可怕。” “当你离开的时候，你会把它们拿回来的，”Goon 2说。 “如果你离开，”Goon 1笑着补充道。

"Do I get, like, a claim ticket thingy?" I ask. "For my zombies?" Both Goons just grunt. Guess that's a no. Behind them, the doors to Chaz and Slammers slide open. I glance at June, Quint, and Dirk. We seem to all gulp at once. Here we go.... Stepping inside is total sensory overload. After living for so long with minimal electricity, this is like Times Square. Lights flash. Electronic pings and dings explode around us like a Video Game Symphony Orchestra: John Williams Plays the Classics! "So much electricity!" Quint whispers, impressed. "How do they do it?" I ask. Dirk nudges me and nods up. A few misshapen cages dangle from the ceiling—and inside, monsters sleep. Their tails hum with electricity. "Little monster generators," Quint observes. "Their tails must power the entire place. Ingenious..."

“我能得到一张认领单之类的东西吗？”我问。 “为了我的僵尸？”两个Goons只是咕哝了一声。 我猜答案是否定的。在他们身后，通往查兹和Slammers的门打开了。 我看了看琼、昆特和德克。 我们似乎一下子都喝了。 我们开始....走进里面会让你的感官过载。 在用最少的电生活了这么久之后，这里就像时代广场一样。 灯闪。电子脉冲和叮当声在我们周围爆炸，就像一个电子游戏交响乐团：约翰·威廉姆斯演奏经典！“这么多电！”昆特低声说，印象深刻。 “他们是怎么做到的？”我问。 德克推了推我，点了点头。 天花板上悬挂着几个畸形的笼子，里面有怪物在睡觉。 它们的尾巴带电发出嗡嗡声。 Quint说道：“这是一种小型怪物发生器。 “它们的尾巴必须为整个地方提供动力。 巧妙的……”