3 No Exit, No Escape

Chapter 3 No Exit, No Escape Ivan glanced around the empty street. Most buildings had boarded-up windows. "Is a storm coming?" Malia pulled her phone from her pink purse. "My weather app says sunny skies." Dante looked up at the dark clouds. Two drops of rain hit him right in the eyes. "Ugh! Well, your phone's wrong." Ivan looked worried. "Where's the water park?" Dante shrugged. "Aunt Lucy said we'd see it when we hit 12th Street." "Uh-oh," Ivan said, pointing at the street sign. "This is 13th Street!" Malia squinted. "But we didn't cross any other roads, right?"

第三章 走不通，逃不掉 伊万环顾空荡荡的街道。 大多数建筑的窗户都钉上了木板。 “是要下暴风雨了吗？” 玛利亚从她的粉色小包里掏出手机。 “我的天气APP说今天是大晴天哦。” 但丁抬头望着黑漆漆的乌云。 两滴雨水正好砸在他眼睛上。 “呃！ 得了吧，你的手机准头不行。” 伊万看起来有点慌。 “水上公园在哪呀？” 但丁耸了耸肩。 “露西姑姑说我们走到第12大街的时候就能看到了。” “哎呀不好，”伊万指着路牌说道。 “这里是第13大街！” 玛利亚眯起眼睛。 “可我们没走过别的路口啊，对不对？”

"Dunno. We were just following you, boss. As ordered." Dante saluted. "Maybe the smell of sweet bread distracted her," Ivan said. "She's got a weakness for empanadas." Malia groaned. "Knock it off, you two. Let's just retrace our steps." But when they turned to reenter the alley, it was

“不知道呀。 我们刚才就跟着你走呢，老大。 听话得很。” 但丁敬了个礼。 “说不定是甜面包的香味把她勾走神了，”伊万说。 “她可喜欢吃肉馅卷饼了。” 玛利亚无奈地叹了口气。 “别闹了，你们两个。 我们原路返回看看吧。” 可当他们转身想走回小巷的时候，巷子居然

gone! "Okay," Malia said, trying to stay calm. "Maybe we walked too far away from the entrance." "We took like three steps, Malia." Dante's voice trembled. "No. Something's not right." "I'll use my map app to get a better route," Malia said. But her phone couldn't find their location. "Could be the storm," Ivan said. "Try looking up the street name." Malia's thumbs bounced all over the screen. Then, eyes wide, she gave a horrified GASP. "Guys, the map says there is no 13th Street. Not in this town. Not in the WHOLE STATE!" Dante shuddered. ".Uy, cucuy!" Ivan looked at him funny. "Monster? What monster?"

不见了！ “没事的，”玛利亚尽量让自己保持冷静。 “说不定我们走得离巷子口太远了。” “我们才走了三步而已啊，玛利亚。” 但丁的声音都在抖。 “不对。 有什么地方不对劲。” “我用地图APP查个更清楚的路线，”玛利亚说。 可她的手机定位不到他们的位置。 “说不定是暴风雨的缘故，”伊万说。 “试试搜一下这条街的名字？” 玛利亚的拇指在屏幕上飞快地按着。 紧接着她眼睛瞪得老大，吓得倒抽一口冷气。 “大伙们，地图上说……根本就没有第13大街。 这个镇上没有。 整个州都没有！” 但丁打了个寒颤。 “哎呀，库库伊！” 伊万奇怪地看着他。 “怪物？ 什么怪物？”

"No monster, dude. I just say that when I'm freaked out," said Dante. "Don't talk about monsters, guys," Malia scolded. "It's bad luck!" Lightning flashed overhead. Thunder shook the ground under their feet. "Too late," Ivan said. "Come on!" Malia ordered. "Let's just turn on the first street we find. That should take us back the way we came."

“哪有什么怪物啊，兄弟。 我吓慌了就会这么说，”但丁回答。 “你们俩别聊怪物了，”玛利亚责备道。 “这不吉利！” 头顶上闪电划过。 雷声震得他们脚下的地面都在晃。 “太晚啦，”伊万说。 “快走！” 玛利亚喊道。 “我们看到第一条路就转过去。 这样应该就能走回原来的路了。”

CRACK

轰隆

The cousins hurried up the sidewalk. They passed business after business, all closed, windows shuttered. They jogged a hundred feet. Two hundred. Three hundred. Businesses became apartment buildings. Their windows were dark, their stoops were empty. There were no other streets. There were no other alleys. Ivan kicked off his flippers and began to run. Malia and Dante were right behind him. Block after block they ran. But there was no exit, no escape. Thirteenth Street went on forever and ever.

三个表亲沿着人行道快步往前走。 他们路过一家又一家店铺，全关着门，窗户都钉了挡板。 他们小跑了一百英尺。 两百英尺。 三百英尺。 店铺变成了公寓楼。 楼里的窗户都黑着，门廊上空荡荡的。 路上没有别的路口。 也没有别的小巷。 伊万蹬掉脚蹼，开始跑起来。 玛利亚和但丁紧紧跟在他后面。 他们跑过了一个又一个街区。 可根本没有出口，也根本逃不出去。 第13大街好像永远、永远都走不到头。