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文章试读部分：Fragments记忆碎片 5 J, A3 u! K& h' G4 ZThe otter awoke, confused. 5 z/ T& }0 n, k, Z水獭醒了，感到十分困惑。* ]8 @1 d" K" N4 Q( I |( O4 F
He sat up on the hard metal bunk he'd apparently been sleeping on, clutching at his head. His mind felt foggy, his memories fragmented.4 b' ~7 u- o" {# M3 B9 S; z" b
坐在他一直睡觉的硬质金属铺位上，他抱着头。 他的头脑模糊，记忆破碎。6 Q8 y8 {3 { B. \
The otter glanced about the room he was in, seeing only white metal walls. It was a small room, a cell, basically. The bunk he was on the only thing in it. There was only a single closed door. 8 }! e6 F' b/ K2 V/ O! Q+ V( A水獭瞥了一眼他所在的房间，他只看到白色的金属墙，。这是一个小房间，一个牢房。实际上，这个房间只有这一张床和一扇紧闭的门。& v$ r! K4 Y j: R! z
Where was he? Why was he here? He had no idea. He felt like he should be more concerned about that, but he was strangely calm. & w! g3 z/ ?# Z8 V( k1 G' k他在哪？他为什么在这里？他不知道。他觉得自己应该对此更加关注，但是他很奇怪地保持镇定。 ; `) x- S2 S7 aAnother question arose. Who am I? , o- l2 U4 n0 ^另一个问题出现了。我是谁？ 0 S: X0 m3 Y a$ G: J4 a+ o) E- lThe only answer that came to mind was a name. Kyle. So he clung to that. He was Kyle, but he had no idea who Kyle was... ' H7 ?' `" ]* m" g0 k! D2 w0 k想到的唯一答案是名字。” 凯尔”, 所以他坚持了这一点。 他是凯尔，但他不知道凯尔是谁...' b4 m9 f& d$ U( y8 p* d
He looked down at himself, his brow furrowing in confusion. Had he always been this muscular? And why was he dressed from the neck down in skin-tight shiny black rubber? Even his **ck was encased, sticking out from his groin, thick and hard. ! ~, E' i; a) w8 j+ ~( E( |; P" W他低头看了看自己，他的眉间充满困惑。 他一直都那么肌肉发达吗？为什么他从脖子向下穿上紧身的黑色光泽的胶衣呢？甚至连他的TT也被包住了，从他的腹股沟里伸出来，又粗又硬。 3 m$ f/ y4 Z+ p7 N) _8 \/ M# E; X9 R8 N$ s$ Z1 Q: [! N* D" }: O
