5. Lunchtime

LUNCHTIME 5 The vent was tightening fast. Both boys struggled to move. When Sam placed his hand down, he almost tumbled forward. There was nothing there! Just air! The vent came to a sudden end. Well, anything is better than being crushed! Sam thought.

午餐时间：通风口正迅速收紧。 两个男孩都挣扎着移动。 当萨姆把手放下来时，他几乎向前摔倒了。 那里什么也没有！只是空气!通风口突然停止了。 什么都比被碾碎强！山姆想。

"Follow me," Sam said. "And get ready for a drop!" Sam wriggled forward. Then he was falling. "AHHH!!" Sam screamed as he tumbled through the air. SPLAT! Sam splashed down on something gooey. "Heads up!" Antonio shouted. He was nose-diving toward Sam. POW! Antonio plowed into Sam.

“跟我来，”萨姆说。“准备好喝一杯吧！”萨姆扭动着向前。 然后他就掉下去了。“啊! !”萨姆在空中翻滚时尖叫起来。 长条木板!萨姆泼了一些黏糊糊的东西。 “小心!”安东尼奥喊道。 他朝山姆俯冲而去。 战俘!安东尼奥撞上了萨姆。

It was pitch-black. Antonio turned on his phone again and shone the light around. They were lying on a mountain of sticky gunk. "It looks like the nasty goo saved us!" Antonio said as he wiped some from his face. "But where are we?" Even with the light from the phone, they couldn't see far ahead.

四周一片漆黑。安东尼奥再次打开手机，把灯照了一圈。 他们躺在堆积如山的黏糊糊的东西上。 “看来那恶心的东西救了我们！”安东尼奥说着，擦了擦脸上的眼泪。 “我们现在在哪儿？”即使有手机的光，他们也看不清前方。

Sam squinted. They were in a large room. There were tall pillars around the sides of the room and piles of junk all over the floor. The air felt damp. It smelled moldy. "We must be in the basement," Sam said, getting to his feet. He was covered in goo. His sneakers made squishy sounds with every step.

山姆眯起了双眼。他们在一个大房间里。 房间四周有高高的柱子，地板上堆满了垃圾。 空气感到潮湿。它闻起来发霉了。 “我们一定是在地下室。”山姆说着站了起来。 他浑身都是浆糊。他的运动鞋每走一步都发出黏糊糊的声音。

Then Sam heard a different noise. The boys turned toward it. An old lunch cart was coming out of the darkness. Its wheels squeaked, echoing against the basement walls. It weaved slowly from side to side. Goose bumps covered Sam's skin. Antonio inched closer to Sam. No one was pushing the lunch cart.

然后萨姆听到了不同的声音。 男孩们转向它。 一辆旧的午餐车从黑暗中开了出来。 它的车轮吱吱作响，在地下室的墙壁上回荡。 它慢慢地从一边织到另一边。 萨姆浑身起了鸡皮疙瘩。 安东尼奥慢慢靠近山姆。 没有人推午餐车。