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一个月黑风高的晚上，酒吧打烊后，镇上的那个醉汉在回家的路上徘徊着。不知怎么的，他没有走回家的路，而是转过身穿过教堂的墓地。 起风了，他听到一个声音，以为是在叫他的名字。突然，他面前的地裂开了，他掉进了一个敞着口的坟墓里。现在他可以清楚地听到那个声音正是在叫他。正像牧师曾经说过的，他知道那是魔鬼来找他，因为他是镇上的醉汉。 洞很深，里面漆黑一片。过了一会儿，他的眼睛适应了黑暗,看到一个身影和他一起坐在黑暗里。那个影子叫他的名字，他就害怕地跑开，试着爬出那个可怕的地方。然而，那个影子又说："你不能出去！” 醉汉害怕地大叫一声，直愣愣地向上跳了六尺多高，抓住洞边爬了出去，一路飞也似的逃回了家。 他的邻居查理在敞着口的坟墓里失望地连连叹气。就在几分钟之前，他掉进了洞里。他以为和那个醉汉可以相互帮助，一起爬出去。现在他不得不等到早上，让殡仪馆的人给他带一架梯子来。 You Can’t Get Out One dark, windy night, the town drunk was meandering his way home after the bar closed. Somehow he got turned around and ended up walking through the churchyard instead of taking the road home. The wind picked up and he thought he could hear a voice calling his name. Suddenly, the ground opened up in front of him, and he fell down, down into an open grave! He could hear the voice clearer now, calling to him. He knew it was the devil, coming for him just like the preacher said, on account of him being the town drunk. The hole was very deep and inside it was pitch black. His eyes adjusted to the darkness after a few moments, and he made out a form sitting in the darkness with him. It called his name, and he scrambled away in fear, trying to climb out of that terrible grave. Then the figure spoke. "You can’t get out，” it said. The drunk gave a shout of pure terror and leapt straight up more than six feet. He caught the edge of the hole in his hands, scrambled out, and ran for home as fast as he could go. Inside the open grave, his neighbor Charlie sighed in resignation. He’d fallen into the hole a few minutes before his friend and had thought that together they might help each other climb out. Now he was going to have to wait until morning and get the mortician to bring him a ladder. |
