I shone my torch. It flitted（略过） across a huge ceiling, showing smashed skylights with the night above. Then I waved it around the warehouse floor.
我用手电筒照着，光掠过一个巨大的天花板，上面是被夜色砸碎的天窗。然后我在仓库的地板上挥舞着它。
There were horses, yes, quite a few, just like the one in my flat. But also, everywhere, as if assembled to witness some spectacular event, were people, tiny people. Thousands and thousands of them--all just as tall as a little finger. Most were naked, some wore paper hats and carried spears of broken glass. Lots of them were huddled around little fires they'd made. They stood still in my torchlight. but where my torch couldn't catch, some were running.
那里有马，是的，相当多，就像我公寓里的那匹一样。但同时，到处都是人，小人，仿佛聚集在一起见证一些壮观的事件。成千上万只——都只有小手指那么高。大多数人赤身裸体，有些人戴着纸帽子，拿着碎玻璃矛。许多人围在自己生的小火旁。他们一动不动地站在我的手电筒的光下。但我的光不所及的地方，有些人跑了起来。
I'm home now, in bed with the light on. I'm going to sit up all night reading the Bible out loud.
我现在回家了，开着灯躺在床上。我要通宵读《圣经》。
