His face was still open and friendly as he decided where to start. 当他决定开始的地点的时候，他的脸依然坦率又友好。

　　Then he slumped forward, into a crouch I recognized, and his pleasant smile slowly widened, grew, till it wasn't a smile at all but a contortion of teeth,  然后他猛然俯下身去，变成我能认得出的那种蜷伏的姿势，他愉快的微笑越笑越开，慢慢张大着嘴，最终那不再是一个微笑，而是歪曲着嘴唇露出牙齿的姿势，

　　exposed and glistening. I couldn't help myself I tried to run. As useless as I knew it would be, as weak as my knees already were,  他的牙齿全部露了出来，闪耀着光。 我没法控制住自己我想要逃跑。尽管我知道这根本没用，我的膝盖依然虚软着，

　　panic took over and I bolted for the emergency door. 恐惧还是控制了一切，我向紧急出口冲去。

　　He was in front of me in a flash. I didn't see if he used his hand or his foot, it was too fast. A crushing blow struck my chest  I felt myself flying backward,  只一瞬间，他就冲到了我面前。我甚至没看出他袭来的是手还是脚，这一切发生得太快了。一记粉碎性的重击砸到了我的胸口我感觉到自己向后飞去，

　　and then heard the crunch as my head bashed into the mirrors. The glass buckled, some of the pieces shattering and splintering on the floor beside me. 然后听到了我的头砸到镜子上的撞击声。玻璃被撞得变了形，几片碎片掉落下来，散落在我身后的地板上。

　　I was too stunned to feel the pain. I couldn't breathe yet. 我被吓得甚至感受不到疼痛。我甚至没法呼吸。

　　He walked toward me slowly. 他慢慢地向我走来。

　　That's a very nice effect, he said, examining the mess of glass, his voice friendly again. I thought this room would be visually dramatic for my little film.  “效果很好。”他说着，审视着支离破碎的玻璃，声音又友好起来。“我觉得这房间对我的小短片来说很有戏剧性的视觉效果。

　　That's why I picked this place to meet you. It's perfect, isn't it? 这就是为什么我选择在这里见你。这里棒极了，不是吗？”

　　I ignored him, scrambling on my hands and knees, crawling toward the other door. 我不去理会他，手脚并用地向另一扇门跑去。

　　He was over me at once, his foot stepping down hard on my leg. I heard the sickening snap before I felt it.  他马上超越了我。他的脚重重地踩在了我的大腿上。在我感觉到以前，我听到了那恶心的断裂声了。

　　But then I did feel it, and I couldn't hold back my scream of agony. I twisted up to reach for my leg, and he was standing over me, smiling. 然后，我确实感觉到了，我甚至没法咽回自己极其痛苦的尖叫。我回过身去够自己的腿，他站在我身上，微笑着。