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文章试读部分：Fragments记忆碎片 , _/ m! u3 L. DThe otter awoke, confused. & X* L+ G8 d# ^: S: H) F: \6 \0 l8 D水獭醒了，感到十分困惑。 ; x% Y- {- m! \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. Z6 g9 a5 w n
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。! i' h6 j0 F: R! {
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.7 ~" w- F: G# S/ d$ F
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。 7 \2 D8 b4 B1 e- aWhere 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. " Z2 k q1 ]. t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。7 P; M S1 o' e9 S
Another question arose. Who am I?1 ?( p: b6 A6 [6 n4 |3 b3 ^
另一个问题出现了。我是谁？ ! w, F& }7 [6 R# [: _! H2 B/ {The 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...% n4 Q( g3 V/ Y5 @/ z2 I: s
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...1 S% U, `+ X: O' ^4 ?0 {* I0 e
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. * Q; A1 K. ^1 S3 ?& M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。$ Q6 |7 I1 w1 a2 `/ I
