《暮色》有声名著第七章01(中英对照)

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2010-12-27 10:24

《暮色》有声名著第七章01(中英对照)

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贝拉将自己流放到了福克斯这个偏僻且终年阴雨的小镇上。她怎么也想不到,就是这个抉择,让她与他相遇在命运的十字路口。眼神交会的那一瞬,彼此之间已经明白,等待他们的,除了幸福的诱惑,还有危险的深渊。互相倾心的两人,在爱情与危险间摆荡,一起度过新鲜而刺激的每一天,就像久违的阳光一样,洒落在浪漫的暮光之城。

7. NIGHTMARE

I told Charlie I had a lot of homework to do, and that I didn't want anything to eat. There was a basketball game on that he was excited about, though of course I had no idea what was special about it, so he wasn't aware of anything unusual in my face or tone.

Once in my room, I locked the door. I dug through my desk until I found my old headphones, and I plugged them into my little CD player. I picked up a CD that Phil had given to me for Christmas. It was one of his favorite bands, but they used a little too much bass and shrieking for my tastes. I popped it into place and lay down on my bed. I put on the headphones, hit Play, and turned up the volume until it hurt my ears. I closed my eyes, but the light still intruded, so I added a pillow over the top half of my face.

I concentrated very carefully on the music, trying to understand the lyrics, to unravel the complicated drum patterns. By the third time I'd listened through the CD, I knew all the words to the choruses, at least. I was surprised to find that I really did like the band after all, once I got past the blaring noise. I'd have to thank Phil again.

And it worked. The shattering beats made it impossible for me to think — which was the whole purpose of the exercise. I listened to the CD again and again, until I was singing along with all the songs, until, finally, I fell asleep.

I opened my eyes to a familiar place. Aware in some corner of my consciousness that I was dreaming, I recognized the green light of the forest. I could hear the waves crashing against the rocks somewhere nearby. And I knew that if I found the ocean, I'd be able to see the sun. I was trying to follow the sound, but then Jacob Black was there, tugging on my hand, pulling me back toward the blackest part of the forest.

"Jacob? What's wrong?" I asked. His face was frightened as he yanked with all his strength against my resistance; I didn't want to go into the dark.

"Run, Bella, you have to run!" he whispered, terrified.

"This way, Bella!" I recognized Mike's voice calling out of the gloomy heart of the trees, but I couldn't see him.

"Why?" I asked, still pulling against Jacob's grasp, desperate now to find the sun. But Jacob let go of my hand and yelped, suddenly shaking, falling to the dim forest floor. He twitched on the ground as I watched in horror.

"Jacob!" I screamed. But he was gone. In his place was a large red-brown wolf with black eyes. The wolf faced away from me, pointing toward the shore, the hair on the back of his shoulders bristling, low growls issuing from between his exposed fangs.

"Bella, run!" Mike cried out again from behind me. But I didn't turn. I was watching a light coming toward me from the beach.

And then Edward stepped out from the trees, his skin faintly glowing, his eyes black and dangerous. He held up one hand and beckoned me to come to him. The wolf growled at my feet.

I took a step forward, toward Edward. He smiled then, and his teeth were sharp, pointed.

"Trust me," he purred.

I took another step.

The wolf launched himself across the space between me and the vampire, fangs aiming for the jugular.

"No!" I screamed, wrenching upright out of my bed.

My sudden movement caused the headphones to pull the CD player off the bedside table, and it clattered to the wooden floor.

My light was still on, and I was sitting fully dressed on the bed, with my shoes on. I glanced, disoriented, at the clock on my dresser. It was five-thirty in the morning.

I groaned, fell back, and rolled over onto my face, kicking off my boots. I was too uncomfortable to get anywhere near sleep, though. I rolled back over and unbuttoned my jeans, yanking them off awkwardly as I tried to stay horizontal. I could feel the braid in my hair, an uncomfortable ridge along the back of my skull. I turned onto my side and ripped the rubber band out, quickly combing through the plaits with my fingers. I pulled the pillow back over my eyes.

It was all no use, of course. My subconscious had dredged up exactly the images I'd been trying so desperately to avoid. I was going to have to face them now.

I sat up, and my head spun for a minute as the blood flowed downward. First things first, I thought to myself, happy to put it off as long as possible. I grabbed my bathroom bag.

The shower didn't last nearly as long as I hoped it would, though. Even taking the time to blow-dry my hair, I was soon out of things to do in the bathroom. Wrapped in a towel, I crossed back to my room. I couldn't tell if Charlie was still asleep, or if he had already left. I went to look out my window, and the cruiser was gone. Fishing again.

I dressed slowly in my most comfy sweats and then made my bed — something I never did. I couldn't put it off any longer. I went to my desk and switched on my old computer.

I hated using the Internet here. My modem was sadly outdated, my free service substandard; just dialing up took so long that I decided to go get myself a bowl of cereal while I waited.

I ate slowly, chewing each bite with care. When I was done, I washed the bowl and spoon, dried them, and put them away. My feet dragged as I climbed the stairs. I went to my CD player first, picking it up off the floor and placing it precisely in the center of the table. I pulled out the headphones, and put them away in the desk drawer. Then I turned the same CD on, turning it down to the point where it was background noise.

With another sigh, I turned to my computer. Naturally, the screen was covered in pop-up ads. I sat in my hard folding chair and began closing all the little windows. Eventually I made it to my favorite search engine. I shot down a few more pop-ups and then typed in one word.

Vampire.

It took an infuriatingly long time, of course. When the results came up, there was a lot to sift through — everything from movies and TV shows to role-playing games, underground metal, and gothic cosmetic companies.

Then I found a promising site — Vampires A—Z. I waited impatiently for it to load, quickly clicking closed each ad that flashed across the screen. Finally the screen was finished — simple white background with black text, academic-looking. Two quotes greeted me on the home page:

Throughout the vast shadowy world of ghosts and demons there is no figure so terrible, no figure so dreaded and abhorred, yet dight with such fearful fascination, as the vampire, who is himself neither ghost nor demon, but yet who partakes the dark natures and possesses the mysterious and terrible qualities of both. — Rev. Montague Summers


第七章 梦魇

我告诉查理我有很多作业要做,什么也不想吃。电视上正在直播一场让他情绪激昂的篮球赛——尽管理所当然地,我根本不知道精彩在那里。所以,他完全没有注意到我的表情或是语气有什么不对劲。

一进房间,我就把门锁上了。我在书桌里一阵乱翻,直到找到我的旧耳机为止。我把它们塞进了我的小随身听的插孔里,然后选了一张圣诞节时菲尔送给我的CD。这是他最喜欢的乐队之一,但就我的品味而言,他们歌里的低吼和尖叫用得有点太多了。我啪地一下把它放进随身听,然后躺倒在床上。我戴上耳机,按下播放键,把声音调大到让我的耳朵刺痛为止。我闭上眼睛,但还是觉得太亮了,于是我又加了一个枕头,压在脸上。

我专心致志地听着歌,试图听懂那些歌词,弄懂那些复杂的鼓点和节拍。当我听着这张CD听第三遍的时候,至少,我已经知道合唱部分的所有歌词了。我惊奇地发现,当我忽略那些嘈杂的噪音时,我真的喜欢上这支乐队了。我得再次感谢菲尔。

这很有效。毁灭性的节拍让我没办法思考——这正是我要这样练习的所有意图。我一遍又一遍地听着这张CD,直到我能唱出里面所有的歌,直到,最后,我终于沉沉睡去。

我睁开了眼睛,发现自己在一个熟悉的地方。我的意识里的某些部分告诉我自己正在做梦。我认出了这座森林里的绿光。我能听到,在附近的某个地方,海浪正在撞击着岩礁。我知道,如果我能找到海,我就能看见太阳。我试图循声找去,但这时候,雅克布·布莱克出现了。他拽着我的手,拖着我向森林里最幽暗的地方走去。

“雅克布?怎么了?“我问道。他的脸上写满了恐惧,他拉着我,用尽全身的力气来制止我的反抗。我不想走进黑暗中。

“跑,贝拉,你得跑!“他恐惧地低声说道。

“这边,贝拉!“我认出了迈克的声音,那是从树林里黑暗的中心传来的。但我看不见他。

“为什么?“我问道,依然反抗着雅克布的紧握,渴望着去寻找太阳。

但雅克布放开了我的手,大叫着,忽然倒在了森林中灰扑扑的地面上。他躺在地上,抽搐着,我惊恐地看着他。

“雅克布!“我尖叫起来。但他不见了。在他的位置上出现了一只巨大的红棕色的狼,眼睛是黑色的。那只狼转过身去背对着我,冲着海岸的方向。他背上的毛发全都竖了起来,低低的嚎叫声从他露出的尖牙间传出来。

“贝拉,跑!“迈克又一次在我身后大声喊着。但我没有跑。我看见一道光从海滩那边向着我过来了。

然后,爱德华从树林中走出来。他的肌肤微微发着光,他的双眸漆黑而危险。他举起一只手,示意我到他那里去。狼在我的脚边咆哮着。

我向着爱德华的方向,向前迈了一步。于是他微笑起来,露出尖锐锋利的牙齿。

“相信我。“他愉快地低声说道。

我又踏了一步。

那匹狼让自己横亘在了我和吸血鬼之间的空地上,尖牙瞄准了他的颈动脉。

“不!“我尖叫着,猛地从床上弹起来。
我的忽然移动让耳机把随身听扯下了桌子,咔哒一声落到了地板上。

灯还开着,我和衣坐在床上,连鞋都没脱。我迷惑地张望着,看见了梳妆台上的时钟。现在是早上五点半。

我呻吟着,倒回床上,翻个身变成趴着的姿势,把靴子给踢掉了。但是,我太难受了,连睡觉的边缘都够不着。我又翻过身来,拉开牛仔裤的拉连,平躺着很不雅观地把裤子脱掉。我能感觉到我的发辫在脑袋后面拱成了一个很不舒服的小包。我转过头,把橡胶圈扯下来,用手指很快地梳了几下头发。我把枕头拉回来,压到我的眼睛上。

当然,一切都毫无作用。我的潜意识把我拼命想要忘掉的画面发掘出来。现在,我不得不面对它们了。

我坐起来,头晕目眩了一会儿,血液才开始向下涌动。重要的事先做,我自忖着,很高兴能把这件事尽可能地往后推。我抓起了我的洗漱包。

但是,沐浴并没有像我所希望的那样耗时间。尽管花了不少时间吹干头发,我还是很快把在浴室里能做的事都做完了。我裹上一块浴巾,走回我的房间。我说不准查理是还在睡呢,还是已经出去了。我走到窗前看出去,发现巡逻车已经开走了。又开始钓鱼了。

我慢慢地穿上自己最舒适的汗衫,把床铺好——我很少这样做的。我再也不能把这事往后推了。我走到书桌前,打开了我的旧电脑。

我讨厌在这里上网。我的调制解调器相当过时了,我的免费上网服务完全在标准之下。光是拨号就得花上很长一段时间,所以在等待的时候,我决定先去给自己弄一碗麦片粥。

我吃得很慢,每一口都细细咀嚼。吃完以后,我把碗和勺子洗好,擦干,然后放回去。上楼时我故意磨磨蹭蹭地拖着步子走路。我先走向我的随身听,把它从地上捡起来,精确地放到桌子正中央。我把耳机拔下来,放回抽屉里。然后我把原来那张CD公放,把声音调低到刚刚好能成为背景音乐的那个点上。

我又叹了口气,这才转向我的电脑。自然,屏幕上全是弹窗广告。我坐到我那张硬邦邦的扶手椅上,开始把所有的小窗口关掉。最后,我打开了我最喜欢的搜索引擎。我又关掉了另外几个弹窗广告,然后键入了一个词。

吸血鬼。
当然,这花了简直让人气愤的相当长的时间。当结果出来的时候,还有很多内容需要进行筛选——那些内容从电影电视节目到角色扮演游戏,黑市金属,以及哥特妆伴游。

然后,我发现了一个看上去比较可信的网址——吸血鬼A-Z。我迫不及待地等着它打开页面,飞快地关闭屏幕上一闪而过的每个广告。最后,整个屏幕都清空了——简洁的白色背景和黑色标题,看上去很有学术氛围。主页上的两段引述首先映入了我的眼帘。

“自始至终,那个属于幽灵与恶魔的浩瀚的黑暗世界根本没有那么可怕,根本没有那么令人畏惧和憎恶,只是经过了太多充满恐惧的幻想的修饰。正如吸血鬼,他既不属于幽灵,也不属于恶魔,但还是带着几份着黑暗的本质,兼有着那两者的神秘与恐怖的特质。——蒙塔古·萨默斯“