9个来自听众的真实鬼故事与未解之谜 👀🕯️ LEPster写作比赛 [1006]

在发现那具骸骨之前，没有人知道她到底发生了什么。

Nobody had known what happened to her until the skeleton was discovered.

西尔维娅这才意识到，那个死去的女孩其实是她的姑姑，比她父亲出生得早，是她父亲的姐姐。

And Silvia then realized that the dead girl was her aunt, born before her father was born, her father's older sister.

她没有继续在档案馆里做研究，而是去了墓地，看望那个女孩的坟墓，表达她的敬意。

Instead of continuing her research in the archives, she then went to the cemetery to visit the girl's grave and to pay her respects.

西尔维娅回到住处后，又打开了那个小盒子。

When Silvia returned to her accommodation, she opened the medallion again.

这一次，那股难闻的气味几乎消失了，她也再也听不到任何奇怪的声音。

This time, the terrible smell had almost disappeared, and she could no longer hear any strange sounds.

照片变得非常苍白，当她触摸那缕金发时，它化成了金色的粉末。

The photograph had become very pale, and when she touched the lock of blonde hair, it turned into golden dust.

哇，这个故事真是有个不寻常的结局，头发就这样分解了，我觉得这是有可能的，如果它一直被锁在那个小盒子里那么久，现在再次打开，你可以想象它会分解掉。

Wow, what an extraordinary ending to the story, that the hair just sort of disintegrated, which I think is possible if it's been locked in this medallion for all that time, and now after being opened again after all that time, you can imagine it would break down.

所以我觉得这是有可能的。

So I think that's possible.

不过话说回来，这个故事最终暗示的是，那个死去女孩的灵魂一直试图通过那个吊坠来沟通，她的记忆一直保存在那里。

But anyway, the story suggests ultimately that the spirit of the dead girl had been trying to communicate through the medallion where her memory had been kept all this time.

既然她的遗骸被发现了，而且西尔维娅也去墓地看过她，女孩终于可以安息了。

Now that her remains had been discovered and Silvia had visited her grave, the girl could finally rest in peace.

这就是西尔维娅讲的关于祖母吊坠的故事。

So that is Silvia's story of the grandmother's medallion.

真是非常特别的故事。

Quite extraordinary stuff.

而且我得说，听众朋友们，这就是获奖故事。

And I have to say, this is the winning story, listeners.

顺便说一下，这就是那个获奖故事。

This is the winning story, by the way.

我和安娜都觉得这个故事非常感人，写得也很好。

Both Anna and I thought that it was very moving and well-written.

现在，我们先不谈这个故事的可信度，因为重点不是写最可信的故事，而是写最有趣的故事，而且这也不是在考验这些故事的真实性。

Now, putting aside the believability of this, because this is not about writing the most believable story, just the most interesting story, and this is not a test of the truthfulness of these stories.

这是另一个可以聊的话题。

That's another thing to talk about.

这个就留给你们自己判断了。

I will let you decide yourselves about that.

但是安娜和我都觉得，那些对神秘超自然时刻的生动描写在讲故事方面非常有效，而且它们服务于故事的情感核心，本质上就是发现一个家庭秘密并让它安息。

But Anna and I found that the evocative descriptions of the mysterious paranormal moments were very effective in terms of storytelling, and they served the emotional heart of the story, which was essentially about sort of discovering a family secret and putting it to rest.

而且我觉得这个故事在恐怖元素和情感元素之间取得了很好的平衡。

And I think the story has a good balance between spooky elements and emotional elements.

神秘感很清晰，结尾有一种令人满意的解决感，整体上还有一种令人毛骨悚然的神秘氛围。

The sense of mystery is clear, and there is a satisfying sense of resolution at the end and an overall kind of creepiness and mysterious spookiness.

所以安娜和我都特别选中了这个故事，这也是为什么我们都同意它是获胜者。

So both Anna and I picked this one as a particular favorite, and that's why we both agreed this one was the winner.

但是我收到的其他很多故事也有类似的品质，你们会在这一集里看到，这一集看起来会很长，因为我才讲了两个故事，而我们已经播了挺长时间了。

But so many other stories which I received were of a similar quality, as you will see in this episode, which promises to be a long one, it seems, because I've only done two stories, and we're already quite a long time into the episode.

不过无论如何，恭喜你，西尔维娅。

But anyway, congratulations, Silvia.

我真希望你在听。

I do hope that you are listening.

我会通过电子邮件联系你，获取你的邮寄地址，这样就能把安娜的书寄给你了。

I will be in touch by email to get your postal address so that a copy of Anna's book can be sent to you.

你可以自己读读看，也可以当作礼物送人。

You might enjoy reading it yourself, or you can offer it as a gift.

就这样吧。

So there you go.

听众朋友们，请继续收听，因为我接下来准备了一些很棒的故事。

Now, listeners, stay with me because I've got some great stories lined up now.

现在我们已经决定了谁是赢家。

So now we've decided who the winner is.

让我们好好享受剩下的这些故事吧。

Let's just enjoy the rest of these stories.

我们还有七个故事，每个故事的风格都略有不同。

And we've got seven more stories with slightly different tones in each case.

那么，你准备好听第三个故事了吗？

So are you ready to discover story number three?

好，我们开始吧。

Okay, here we go.

这个故事叫《我们干得真不错》，作者是Yoan。

This one is called "We Did a Really Good Job," and it's by Yoan.

《我们干得真不错》，作者Yoan。

"We Did a Really Good Job" by Yoan.

开始吧。

Here we go.

很多年前，我爱上了木工活。

Many years ago, I fell in love with woodworking.

我最初是在YouTube上看了一个视频，讲的是一位名叫Ishitani的著名日本木匠。

I first watched a video on YouTube about a famous Japanese woodworker named Ishitani.

之后，我又看了很多不同创作者的视频，直到我决定自己动手做第一件家具。

Then after that, I watched a lot of different videos from different creators until I decided to create my first piece of furniture myself.

在继续讲我的故事之前，我得先回到过去。

Before going any further in my story, I have to go back in time.

我爷爷在15年前去世了，那时候我还只是个 teenager。

I lost my grandfather 15 years ago when I was still a teenager.

爷爷对我来说是个特别的人。

My grandfather was a special person to me.

我非常爱他，也很敬佩他，尽管小时候和他相处的时间太少了。

I loved him and admired him a lot, even though I spent too little time with him during my childhood.

那对我来说是个巨大的损失，但我从来没跟人提起过，连我妈妈都没说。

It was an awful loss for me, but I never spoke about it, not even to my mother.

我本来就不是个话多的人，也不怎么善于表达情感。

I'm not a particularly talkative person, nor even an expressive one.

回到我们的故事，我现在是个自学木工的人，想通过做我的第一件家具——一个书架——来开启我对这个新爱好的旅程。

Going back to our story, I'm now a self-apprentice woodworker, and I want to start my journey through my new passion by creating my first piece of furniture, a bookcase.

相信我，我是个非常理性的人，至少以前是。

Trust me, I am a fully rational person, or at least I was.

但当我开始做这个项目的时候，我脑子里能听到爷爷在跟我说话。

But when I started working on this project, I could hear my grandfather talking to me in my head.

就像在和他聊天一样。

It was like having a conversation with him.

他给我建议，那些建议可能是我自己先在脑子里想出来的，但我还是听了。

He gave me advice, advice that I had probably created by myself in my head before he gave it to me, but I listened to it.

这个项目我做了整整两个星期，每天他都在我脑子里，一整天都在，就像一个我可以对话的虚幻人物，像小孩子和他的想象中的朋友一样。

I worked on this project for two weeks long, and every day he was in my head all day long, like an imaginary person I could talk to, like a child with his imaginary friend.

虽然我觉得这有点奇怪，但我没多想，还挺享受那段时光的。

Even though I felt it was odd, I didn't ask myself too many questions, and I enjoyed the moment.

我一个人在车库里，和我那已经去世的想象中的爷爷一起做东西。

I was here alone in my garage, creating something with my imaginary dead grandfather.

但回到家之后，就什么都没有了。

And when I got home, nothing.

那些声音消失了。

The voices disappeared.

我完成了我的书架，并把它安装在了餐厅里。

I finished my bookcase and installed it in my dining room.

我对自己的作品感到非常自豪。

I was really proud of my creation.

你猜怎么着？

And guess what?

我爷爷也很自豪。

So was my grandfather.

几周后，我妈妈来到我家。

A few weeks later, my mom came to my house.

她不知道我一直在做这个项目，甚至不知道我有这个新爱好。

She didn't know I'd been working on this project or even that I had this new hobby.

她走进屋子，看到书架，愣住了。

She entered the house, saw the bookcase, and froze.

她问我这个书架是在哪里买的。

She asked me where I'd bought this bookcase.

我告诉她这全是我自己做的，她就开始哭了。

I told her I'd built it all by myself, and she started crying.

那天我才知道，我祖父很多年前在我妈妈还是小孩的时候，也做过一模一样的家具。

On that day, I learned that my grandfather had built exactly the same piece of furniture many years before when my mother was still a child.

我完全不知道我祖父曾经喜欢木工，甚至不知道他是个手巧的人。

I had no clue that my grandfather had once enjoyed woodworking, or even that he was a handyman.

怎么可能我做出了和我祖父40年前一模一样的书柜，而且他偏偏在这个时候回到我脑海里，帮助我，然后在我完成后就离开了？

How is it possible that I created exactly the same bookcase as my grandfather did 40 years ago, and that he came back in my head at this exact period of time, helped me, and then left me when I'd finished?

从那以后，我祖父就再也没有回到我脑海里。

Since then, my grandfather has never come back into my head.

他对我说的最后一句话，或者也许是我们对我说的，是：“我们做得真不错。”

The last thing he said to me, or perhaps we said to me, was, "We did a really good job."

我现在有太多问题，但我还不想知道答案。

I have too many questions now that I still don't want answers to.

约安。

Yoan.

好，这就是约安的祖父如何回到他身边，帮他做了一个和他祖父大约40年前做的一模一样的书柜。

Okay, so that's how Yoan's grandfather came back to him and helped him build a bookcase that was exactly the same as one that his grandfather had built, say, 40 years before.

好，这就是那件事的总结。

Okay, so here's the summary of that.

这是一个感人又神秘的故事，讲的是约安发现了自己对木工的热爱，在制作他的第一个书柜时开始听到已故祖父的声音。

So this is a touching and mysterious story about Yoan, who discovers a passion for woodworking and begins hearing his dead grandfather's voice while building his first bookcase.

在制作过程中，他的祖父一直在和他说话。

So while building it, his grandfather is talking to him the entire time.

完成后，他把书柜给妈妈看，妈妈非常震惊。

After completing it, he shows his mom the bookcase, and she is shocked.

原来约安的祖父在40年前就做过一模一样的家具。

It turns out that Yoan's grandfather had built exactly the same piece of furniture 40 years earlier.

约安不禁在想，这究竟是不可思议的巧合，他只是在脑海里想象出了祖父的声音，还是祖父的灵魂真的回来帮他做了这个书柜。

Yoan is left wondering whether this was an extraordinary coincidence and that he'd simply imagined his grandfather's voice in his own head, or whether his grandfather's spirit had somehow returned to help him build the bookcase.

好了，听众朋友们，你们怎么看？

Well, listeners, what do you think?

你自己决定吧。

I'll let you make up your own mind.

现在我们进入第四个故事，名字叫《书店里的诡异巧合》。

Let's move on now to story number four, which is called "Creepy Serendipity at the Bookshop."

听这个故事的时候，我希望你们想一想它的基调。

And as you listen to this story, I just want you to think of the tone of the story.

这个故事的基调是什么？

What is the tone of this story?

好的。

Okay.

我们之前听过的故事有的很有力量、很感人——第一个故事有点讽刺地探讨了恐怖故事到底是什么，是真的还是想象出来的，诸如此类。

We've had sort of powerful, emotional-- The first one was a sort of slightly ironic look at what creepy stories really are, whether they're true or if they're imagined or something like that.

科学和超自然视角的对比。

Science versus a more paranormal outlook.

第二个故事明显是关于家族历史的感人故事。

Second one was clearly a powerful emotional story about family history.

第三个故事有点像那种平时很理性的人，却无法理解发生在自己身上的这件事。

Third one was kind of like someone who's normally rational who can't understand this thing that happened to them.

而且实际上还挺暖心的。

And it's heartwarming, actually.

是个相当暖心的故事。

Quite a heartwarming story.

那这第四个故事的氛围是什么样的？

What is the tone of this fourth one?

好，这就是亚历克斯写的《书店里的诡异巧合》。

Okay, so this is "Creepy Serendipity at the Bookshop" by Alex.

我们开始吧。

Here we go.

这个故事简直吓死人了，我发誓它完全是真的。

This story is creepy as hell, and I swear it is entirely true.

这里没有鬼魂，也没有僵尸。

No ghosts or zombies here.

那些东西就留给小孩子吧。

Let's leave that stuff for kids.

我要跟你说的这件事，比那还要让人毛骨悚然，更让人不安。

What I'm about to tell you is much more disturbing and unsettling than that.

这件事发生在我独自在圣彼得堡闲逛的时候，因为我就想暂时逃离家人几个小时，跟这座城市面对面地交流一下。

It happened to me when I was out and about walking around St. Petersburg alone because I just wanted to break free from my family for a few hours and communicate with the city face to face.

因为圣彼得堡值得这样对待。

Because St. Petersburg is a city that deserves that.

它曾经是俄罗斯的首都，一个宏伟却又忧郁、阴郁的地方。

It used to be the capital of Russia, a magnificent and yet melancholic, gloomy place.

这座城市有自己的个性。

This city has a character.

它会把你吸引进来，然后随时把你抛弃，或者比你的亲妈抱得还紧，让你永远无法脱身。

It will lure you in and spit you out at the drop of a hat or hug you tighter than your own mother and never let go.

它会跟你玩游戏，如果你不太擅长玩游戏，你可能会觉得一座城市这样做有点不太礼貌。

It plays games with you, and if you're not much of a player, you might find it a bit impolite for a city to do that.

那天，我偶然发现了一个书市，那里有成千上万本独特又古怪的书，还有那种常见的通俗小说、言情、戏剧之类的。

On that day, I stumbled upon a book market where they had thousands of unique and peculiar specimens alongside your typical pulp fiction, romance, drama, and whatnot.

我有个特点，就是在这种地方能轻松待上好几个小时，甚至更久。

One thing about me is that I could easily spend hours and hours on end in places like that.

我得承认，我算不上是个爱读书的人，但把书拿在手里、翻翻书页、欣赏封面，甚至趁老婆不注意的时候买上几本，对我来说都是一种纯粹的享受。

I have to confess, I'm not much of a reader, but holding books in my hands, skimming through pages, admiring the covers, even buying them when my wife is not looking, is one of the purest forms of pleasure for me.

我还喜欢往我的阅读清单里加书。

I also like adding titles onto my reading list.

那些我总有一天会读的书。

The books I will read one day.

一本一本来，虽然慢，但确实会时不时读上一两本。

One at a time, and slowly but surely, I do read a book or two every now and again.

我的阅读清单目前有572本书。

My reading list currently features 572 items.

根据我粗略的估算，我要把这些书全读完，得等到地狱结冰、魔鬼冻在里面的时候。说到这个，我遇到的那件事，就算不是地狱魔王亲自安排的，也跟他脱不了干系。

According to my modest calculations, I will read all of these books by the time hell freezes over with the devil in it Speaking of which, the thing that happened to me was directly related to, if not set up by, his infernal majesty.

我阅读清单上的下一本书是一出叫《浮士德》的戏剧，作者是约翰·沃尔夫冈·冯·歌德，一位著名的德国作家。除了知道他是个聪明人，对魔鬼、人类欲望的本质、自由意志这些话题有见解之外，我对他的了解几乎为零。

The next book on my reading list was a play called "Faust," written by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, a prominent German author whom I know nothing about apart from the fact that he is considered to be a clever man with something to say about the devil, the nature of human desires, free will, and all that.

于是我就站在那里，欣赏着成百上千本书，看看有什么能吸引我的眼球，同时也在琢磨有没有可能找到我想要的那一本。

So there I was, admiring hundreds and hundreds of books, seeing what would catch my eye, and trying to figure out if there was any chance I could find the one I was after.

我不想打扰书商，原因有两个。

I didn't want to disturb the bookseller for two reasons.

第一，那个书商可能真的会把《浮士德》卖给我，那样我欣赏书的美好时光就结束了。

First, the salesman could have actually sold me "Faust," and that would've been the end of my book-admiring session.

因为很明显，一旦你找到了需要的东西，你就该离开了。

Because obviously, as soon as you find what you need, you're supposed to leave.

至少在我这种社交尴尬的人心里是这么想的。

At least that is how it works in the mind of a socially awkward person such as myself.

第二个原因是，书商根本不见踪影，这让我非常满意。

The second reason is that the bookseller was nowhere to be seen, to my great satisfaction.

所以我可以自由自在地浏览，甚至亲手翻阅成百上千本好书，完全没有任何压力。

So I had the liberty of browsing and even holding in my hands hundreds of gems without experiencing any pressure.

没过几分钟，我就注意到余光里有个人影。

Just a couple of minutes later, I noticed a figure in my peripheral vision.

仔细一看，我发现那只是个普通男人，跟我一样随便逛逛，看看有什么。

Upon closer inspection, I concluded it was just a regular man casually looking around and seeing what's what, just like me.

突然，连我自己都没想到，我直接问他知不知道哪里能找到《浮士德》。

Suddenly, and surprising even myself, I immediately asked him if he knew where I could find Faust.

这本身就挺不寻常的，因为我可不是那种会跟陌生人搭话的人。

Now, that is extraordinary in itself because I'm not the sort of person who strikes up a conversation with strangers.

我有点太害羞了，而且一向只管自己的事，真的。

I'm a bit too shy for that and tend to mind my own business, thank you very much.

再说了，这算什么问题啊？

And in addition to that, what kind of question is that?

一个陌生人怎么会知道我要找的书在哪儿呢？

Why would a stranger know where to find a book I needed?

他又不是在那儿工作的。

He doesn't work there.

他又不是书店老板的朋友什么的。

He's not a friend of the owner or anything.

说不定他跟我一样，这辈子就来这一次，以后也不会再来了。

For all I know, he's probably there for the first time and the last time in his entire life, just as I am.

回想起来，我当时脱口而出要找《浮士德》，可能纯粹是为了显摆，想证明自己不是那种只会找动作惊悚片的肤浅读者。

Thinking back, I might have blurted out that I was on a mission to get Faust just out of snobbery, to demonstrate that I wasn't some simpleton looking for an action thriller.

可即便如此，我什么时候变得一见到陌生人就急着展示自己多有文化了？

Even so, since when am I letting strangers know how intellectually developed I am the very second I see them?

我为什么会开口问那句话，到现在都让我想不通。

The reason I opened my mouth does not cease to puzzle me.

但接下来发生的事，至今想起来都让我后背发凉。

But what happened next still sends shivers down my spine to this day.

那个男人看起来像是被雷劈了一样。

The man looked as if he'd been struck by lightning.

他嘴里嘟囔着：“绝对不可能。”

He said something like, "There is no way in hell."

他在背包里翻找了一下，然后掏出了我问的那本书。

He fumbled in his backpack and pulled out the very book I was asking about.

他说他来那个市场，就是为了找个人把这本书卖出去。

He said that he'd come to that market with the sole purpose of finding someone to sell that book to.

我当时很困惑，但我想让那一刻在记忆里显得像电影一样，所以表面上我冷静得很，只是说：“好吧，你现在不是找到了吗？”

I was baffled, but I wanted that moment to look cinematic in my memory, so on the surface, I was as cool as a cucumber, and I just said, "Well, you've found someone now, haven't you?"

然后我拿起书，通过银行应用给他转了一欧元左右，我们就分道扬镳了，之后再也没见过。

I then grabbed the book, sent him something around one euro through a banking app, and we parted ways, never to see each other again.

现在回想起来，我总有一种诡异的感觉，觉得那本书注定要落到我手里。

Now, when I think about that story, I can't shake off an eerie feeling that somehow that book was meant to fall into my hands.

而且考虑到那部剧讲的是魔鬼与学者打交道、买走他的灵魂，我不禁想，那天是不是魔鬼想跟我打交道呢？

And given the context of the play, which is about the devil interacting with a scholar, purchasing his soul, I can't help but wonder, wasn't the devil trying to interact with me that day?

故事讲完了。

The end.

好的。

Okay.

那这个故事的氛围是什么样的？

So what's the tone of that story?

听众朋友们，你们怎么看？

What do you make of that, listeners?

我给大家简单总结一下。

Let me give you a quick summary.

这是一个既神秘又幽默的故事，是亚历克斯写的。他当时在圣彼得堡随便逛逛书市，无意中向一个陌生人打听哪里能找到《浮士德》这本书，也就是他一直在找的那本。

So this is a mysterious and humorous story written by Alex, who was casually exploring a book market in St. Petersburg when he unexpectedly asked a stranger where he could find a copy of "Faust," which is the book he was looking for.

没想到，那个陌生人背包里正好有这本书，而且他来书市就是为了把这本书卖给别人。

Amazingly, the stranger had that exact book in his backpack and had come to the market specifically to sell it to someone.

亚历克斯花了大约一欧元买下了这本书，但这次离奇的巧合让他一直耿耿于怀。

Alex bought the book for about one euro, but the extraordinary coincidence has troubled him ever since.

因为《浮士德》讲的是一个人和魔鬼做交易的故事，亚历克斯不禁怀疑，他们那次相遇是不是有什么超自然的力量在起作用。

Because "Faust" is a story about a man who makes a deal with the devil, Alex can't help wondering whether something supernatural was involved in their meeting.

他觉得那是魔鬼在暗中操控。

He felt the devil's hand at work.

所以表面上看，这其实只是个巧合的故事，对吧？

So on the face of it, this is actually just the story of a coincidence, right?

不过我很喜欢Alex描绘出的那种充满幽默、自嘲和戏剧性的生动画面，还暗示着这里有邪恶魔法在作祟。

But I do like the way that Alex has painted a much more colorful picture with lots of humor and self-deprecation and drama and suggestions of evil magic at work here.

总之，是的，他忍不住怀疑其中是否有什么超自然的力量介入。

So anyway, yes, he couldn't help wondering whether something supernatural was involved.

他感觉像是魔鬼在暗中操纵。

He felt the devil's hand at work.

其实读完这个故事后，我挺想知道更多的，所以我给Alex发了邮件，想了解一下这之后到底发生了什么。

Now, I wanted to know more, actually, after reading this, so I emailed Alex to find out what the consequences of this have been, right?

既然他在这么诡异的 circumstances 下得到了这本书，那自从以这种阴森又神秘的方式拥有这本黑暗神秘的书籍以来，都发生了些什么呢？

Now that he's in possession of this book in such creepy circumstances, what has happened since coming into possession of this dark and mysterious book in such dark and mysterious circumstances?

他那天是不是跟魔鬼签了什么契约？

Did he make some kind of pact with the devil that day?

那个契约到底是什么性质的？

What is the nature of that pact?

读了这本邪书的文字之后，亚历克斯获得了什么力量和秘密？

What powers and secrets have been revealed to Alex upon reading the words of this unholy text?

他自己是不是也成了著名作家？

Has he become a famous writer himself?

他现在是不是成了百万富翁，成了下一个斯蒂芬·金，或者在别的领域发现了无尽的财富？

Is he now a millionaire, the next Stephen King, or has he found untold riches in some other area?

但他的灵魂现在是不是已经归魔鬼所有了？

But is his soul now in the possession of the devil himself?

为了这份来自圣诞老人的恩赐，亚历克斯付出了什么代价？

What price has Alex had to pay for this honor from Saint Nick?

我想知道一切，所以就问了他。

I wanted to know everything, and so I asked him.

他回复了，你猜怎么着？

He replied, and guess what?

他到现在还没读那本书。

He still hasn't read the book.

所以我们不知道，就是这样。

So we don't know There you go.

所以亚历克斯的故事基调是幽默的，大体上很幽默，但中间还是有一个既让人好奇又有点毛骨悚然的巧合。

So the tone of Alex's story there was humorous, broadly humorous, but with still a curious and creepy coincidence in the middle of it too.

就是这样。

There you go.

那就是亚历克斯在书店的意外发现。

That was Alex's Serendipity at the Bookshop.

接下来是九个中的第五个。

Moving on to number five out of nine.

这个叫《鬼魂的治疗》。

This is Therapy of a Ghost.

这篇是米拉写的，M-I-R-A。

This one by Mira, M-I-R-A.

米拉，《鬼魂的治疗》。

Mira, Therapy of a Ghost.

好，那我开始读这篇了。

Okay, let me start reading this one then.

开始吧。

Here we go.

卢克，我不确定你会不会认可这个故事，因为它看起来有点吓人，但其实并不是。

I'm not sure you will acknowledge this story, Luke, because it seems to be creepy, but in truth, it isn't.

也许它更多是神秘而不是吓人，而且全都是真的。

Perhaps it's more mysterious than creepy, and it is all true.

所以这是一个真实的故事，不管你信不信。

So this is a true story, whether you believe it or not.

这件事发生在十多年前，当时我参与翻修伦敦一栋老式维多利亚风格的房子。

It happened over 10 years ago when I was involved in the renovation of an old Victorian house in London.

你知道那种房子长什么样。

You know what such houses look like.

从外面看显得很大，但里面感觉狭窄，可能是因为高天花板和内部布局的关系。

They seem large when you look from outside, but inside they feel narrow, perhaps because of the high ceilings and the internal layout.

这栋房子周围有一个大花园，里面长满了灌木丛和没人打理的树。

This house was surrounded by a large garden full of bushes and neglected trees.

它有四层楼，也就是四层，包括地下室、底层、一楼和阁楼。

It had four storeys, that's four floors, a basement, a ground floor, a first floor, and an attic.

几步台阶通向一扇旧门。

A few steps led to an old door.

一进门，你就发现自己站在一个相当狭窄的门厅里。

When you entered, you found yourself in a rather narrow hall.

左边只有一堵墙，尽头有一扇小窗户，然后有楼梯通向地下室。

On the left, there was just a wall with a small window at the end, and then stairs leading down to the basement.

右边又是一堵墙，然后是通往客厅的门，再往上走是楼梯，通向一个平台，平台上有两扇门，分别通向两个房间，再往上走还有楼梯通向阁楼。

On the right, a wall again, then doors to the saloon, and further stairs leading upstairs to a landing with two doors to two rooms, and then more stairs leading up to the attic.

虽然这栋房子面积很大，但主观上感觉挺挤的。

Although the house was large in square meters, subjectively, it felt tight.

主走廊左边那堵又长又实的墙，以及尽头向下延伸的楼梯，营造出一种不太欢迎人的氛围。

The long, solid wall on the left in the main corridor and the stairs descending at the end did not create a welcoming atmosphere.

你得走进一个房间才能找到稍微大一点的空间，或者爬上楼梯去找。

You had to enter a room to find a slightly larger space or climb the stairs searching for one.

但是楼上的楼梯似乎融入了下一条走廊，给人一种不确定感。

But the upstairs stairs seemed to melt into the next corridor, creating a sense of uncertainty.

而从楼梯往下看，只能看到最初的几级台阶。

While from the stairs down, you could see only the first few steps.

我负责这次翻新。

I was in charge of the renovation.

这个项目是要给房子带来一些光线，让它更现代，并消除那种被忽视的氛围。

The project was to put some light into the house, to make it more modern, and remove the atmosphere of neglect.

事实上，在翻新之前，房子本身就已经让人感觉有点阴森。

In fact, before renovation, the house itself already felt somewhat creepy.

我们非常希望能改变这一点。

We strongly hoped to change that.

一切都经过精心规划，包括颜色、灯具的长度和风格。

Everything was carefully planned, colors, length, and style of lamps.

重要的是在把它从废弃的废墟变成一座漂亮的贵族住宅的同时，保留原有的风格。

It was important to preserve the old style while transforming it from a neglected ruin into a beautiful aristocratic home.

为了实现这样的转变，我们必须改变所有造成房子当前氛围和外观的因素。

To achieve such a transformation, we had to change everything that contributed to the current atmosphere and appearance of the house.

故事发生在入口附近的客厅快要完工的时候。

The story happened when the saloon near the entrance had almost been done.

吊顶降低了，墙壁刷白了，水晶灯很漂亮，地板也换了新的，再加上几件精心挑选的家具，整个房间看起来就像公主的卧室，和之前相比完全认不出来了。

With a lowered ceiling, white walls, beautiful crystal lamps, a new floor, and a few carefully chosen pieces of furniture, it looked like a bedroom for a princess and was completely unrecognizable compared to before.

而且它和房子的其他部分形成了鲜明的对比。

It also stood in sharp contrast to the rest of the house.

也许是整天工作的疲惫，也许是别的原因，但走廊的施工现在进展不顺利。

Maybe it was the exhaustion from the whole day's work or maybe something else, but the work on the corridor did not go smoothly now.

任务看起来很简单，就是重新粉刷墙壁。

The task seemed simple, to repaint the wall.

然而，要做到这一点，必须先撕掉墙纸，而墙壁似乎强烈地抗拒着。

However, to do that, the wallpaper had to be removed first, and the wall seemed to strongly resist.

墙纸贴得特别牢，工人们得用各种办法，甚至用蛮力才能开始撕下来。

The wallpaper clung stubbornly, and the workers had to use various tricks and even force to begin removing it.

每撕下一块墙纸，就会带下一块灰泥，露出下面旧的花纹和颜色。

With every torn strip of wallpaper, a piece of plaster came off as well, revealing old patterns and colors beneath.

但撕掉一层，下面还有一层，接着又是一层。

But under one layer, another appeared, and then another.

它们一层接一层地冒出来，好像永远也撕不完。

They emerged one by one as if there were infinitely many of them.

最后，一天的工作结束了，只剩下一个工人瓦尔德克，想多赚点外快。

Eventually, the working day ended, and only one worker remained, Waldek, hoping to earn some extra money.

显然，这房子几十年没翻修过了，本来只是重新刷个墙这么简单的事，结果变成了一场费劲的折腾，就为了弄出一面平整、能刷漆的墙。

Obviously, the house had not been renovated for decades when a simple task like repainting the wall turned into a struggling attempt to achieve a smooth, paintable surface.

我看得目瞪口呆。

I watched in awe.

一层层的墙纸，仿佛在诉说着过去的岁月和曾经住在这里的人。

Layers revealed a touch to past years and past lives.

有一段时间，墙上只是粉色的。

There were times of just pink.

那时候谁会住在这里呢？

Who could have lived here then?

然后是强烈的黑白图案，接着是灰色调。

Then strong black and white patterns, then gray tones.

看起来没完没了。

It seemed endless.

晚上十点，瓦尔德克坐在楼梯上休息，拿出一瓶能量饮料。

At 10:00 PM, Waldek sat on the stairs to rest and took out a bottle of an energy drink.

我站在旁边，看着被破坏的墙壁，想着流逝的岁月和未知的生活。

I stood nearby, looking at the devastated wall, thinking about passing years and unknown lives.

突然，瓦尔德克转向我，声音颤抖着。

Suddenly, Waldek turned to me with a trembling voice.

“你听到了吗？”

"Do you hear that?"

“什么？”

"What?"

我刚才想得太入神了，什么都没注意到。

I'd been so lost in thought that I hadn't noticed anything.

“有敲门声。

"There's a knock.

有人在楼上敲门。

Someone is knocking upstairs.

你听。”

Listen."

然后我听到了，某个地方传来清晰的敲门声，像是有人在敲木门。

Then I heard it, a clear knocking sound somewhere, like someone striking a wooden door.

“是的，我听到了，”我说。

"Yes, I hear it," I said.

“你不害怕吗？”

"Are you not afraid?"

瓦尔德克问道。

Waldek asked.

“嗯，我听到了。

"Well, I hear it.

有人在敲门，”我回答。

There is knocking," I replied.

“那又怎样？”

"So what?"

敲门声又响了起来。

The knocking repeated.

“什么叫那又怎样？”

"What do you mean, so what?"

“就是有人在敲门。

"Well, there's knocking.

我听到了，所以我知道。”

I hear it, so I acknowledge it.

就这样。

That's all.

没有别的了。"

Nothing more."

"对不起，我今天不能再工作了，"他说着，收拾起自己的东西。

"Sorry, I can't work any more today," he said, gathering his things.

"你真的不怕吗？"

"You're really not afraid?"

"不怕，"我说，"我不怕敲门声。"

"No," I said, "I'm not afraid of knocking."

于是瓦尔德克走了，我一个人留在房子里。

So Waldek left, and I stayed alone in the house.

我在新装修的客厅里睡了。

I went to sleep in the newly renovated saloon.

我再也没听到敲门声了。

I didn't hear the knocking anymore.

他一走，敲门声就停了。

It stopped when he left.

也许是那个房间的门隔音更好，或者他只是想吓唬我。

Maybe the room's door was more soundproof, or he wanted just to scare me.

我也没在意。

I didn't care.

我就睡着了。

I fell asleep.

那天太累了，我很快就睡着了。

I must have fallen asleep quickly, tired from the day.

然后我做了一个奇怪的梦。在梦里，我并没有睡着，而是站在墙前，看着墙上的层一层一层地剥落。

Then I had a strange dream In my dream, I was not asleep, but standing before the wall, watching how the layers on it fell apart one after another.

不只是油漆层和墙纸，还有灰泥、砖块，一层又一层，直到露出原始的木质结构。

Not just painting layers and wallpapers, but plaster, bricks, and more bricks until the raw wooden structure remained.

那结构是中空的，就像支撑起一切的骨架。

It was hollow, like a skeleton on which everything had been built.

风从中穿过，但我感到温暖。

Wind moved through it, but I felt warmth.

对我来说，那是一阵温暖的风。

It was a warm wind for me.

然后我非常真切地感觉到有人的存在，我知道那是曾在这栋房子里住了多年、无法离开的人，是我们拆迁时唤出来的。

Then I felt very vividly the presence of somebody, and I knew it was someone who'd lived in this house for years and can't leave, someone we called out by our demolition.

我并不害怕所谓的鬼魂。

I'm not afraid of so-called ghosts.

我甚至不确定自己是否相信它们。

I don't even know if I believe in them.

我只是不去质疑自己经历的事情。

I simply do not question the experiences I go through.

而且因为我是心理治疗师，我感受到了这个存在的痛苦和深深的孤独，我想安慰它。

And because I'm a therapist, I felt the pain and deep loneliness of this presence, and I wanted to comfort it.

所以我在梦里问它：“你需要什么？

So I asked it in my dream, "What do you need?

你想要什么吗？

Do you want something?

你害怕吗？

Are you scared?"

那一刻，木结构上出现了一颗心，一颗大大的心，像是用颤抖的手画出来的，我明白了它需要什么。

At that moment, a heart appeared on the wooden structure, a large heart, as if painted by an unsteady hand, and I knew what it needed.

我说：“我明白了，我认出你了。

"I see," I said, "I recognize you.

如果可以的话，请告诉我你的名字。”

Tell me your name if you can, please."

然后我脑海里感觉到了特蕾莎这个名字。

And then I felt the name Teresa in my mind.

它没有被写下来。

It wasn't written.

我只是直接接收到信息，这就是特蕾莎。

I simply received the direct information that this is Teresa.

“别担心，”我说，“我会记住你的。”

"Don't worry," I said, "I will remember you."

温暖的风环绕了我一会儿，然后就消失了。

The warm wind surrounded me for a moment, and that was it.

早上醒来，团队回来工作时，我开始寻找特蕾莎。

When I woke up in the morning and my team returned to work, I began to search for Teresa.

我找到信息的速度比预想的要快。

I found the information sooner than I expected.

那是以前一位住户妻子的名字。

It was the name of the wife of one of the former inhabitants.

他们没有孩子，她以坚强、内敛著称，不太友好，相当严厉，令人难忘。

They had no children, and she was known as a strong, reserved woman, not very friendly, rather strict, and unforgettable.

我还得知，房子的最后一位主人有个女儿，她常说没人在的时候感觉有人轻轻摸她的头。

I also learned that the last owner of the house had a daughter who often claimed she felt a gentle touch on her head when no one else was around.

她妈妈不相信这种事，告诉她那是她胡思乱想，但我知道那是特蕾莎，她很高兴房子里有个孩子。

Her mother didn't believe in such things, so she told her that she was imagining things, but I knew it was Teresa, happy that a child was in the house.

后来，我去了墓地，找到了她被人遗忘的坟墓，在上面放了花和蜡烛。

Later on, I went to the cemetery, found her forgotten grave, and put flowers and candles on it.

翻修工作顺利完成，没有再出什么岔子，房子也卖掉了。

The renovation was finished without any further disturbances, and the house was sold.

但问题依然存在：我的梦真的只是个梦，还是说那是被我们清醒的意识所掩盖的现实？

Still, the question remains, was my dream just a dream, or was it reality hidden before our critical conscious mind?

我发现特蕾莎纯粹是巧合，还是我真的帮助了一个因未被原谅、未被爱而无法安息的灵魂？

Was my discovery of Teresa a pure coincidence, or have I really helped a soul who could not rest unforgiven and unloved?

谁知道呢？

Who knows?

这是米拉的故事。

That is from Mira.

好了，听众朋友们，你们觉得这个故事怎么样？

Okay, listeners, what do you think of that one?

你们怎么看？

What do you make of that?

这太不寻常了。

That's extraordinary.

它们都很不寻常。

They're all extraordinary.

这些都是精彩非凡的故事。

All of these are wonderful and extraordinary stories.

非常感谢所有给我写信分享这些故事的人。

Thank you so much for everyone who wrote to me with these.

各位，我希望你们喜欢这些内容，因为我觉得这些真的很特别。

Everyone, I hope that you're enjoying this because this is special stuff, I think.

简单总结一下。

A summary of that.

所以我猜这里的米拉是男性，但我可能猜错了。

So I'm assuming that Mira is male here, but I might be wrong.

如果真是这样，如果我错了，米拉，你不是男性，而是女性，那我向你道歉。

And if that is the case, if I'm wrong and Mira, you're not a man, and you're in fact a woman, I apologize.

其实这也不重要，但希望我搞错了的话你别介意。

It doesn't really matter, I suppose, but I hope you don't mind if I got it wrong.

不管怎样，这个故事很棒。

In any case, the story is great.

这是一个神秘又感人的故事，讲的是米拉在伦敦翻新一栋维多利亚老房子时，和工人一起撕墙纸，突然听到莫名其妙的敲击声。

So this is a mysterious and touching story about Mira, who was renovating an old Victorian house in London, and while stripping layers of wallpaper from a wall, he and a worker heard unexplained knocking sounds.

那个工人瓦尔德克吓坏了，就跑了。

The coworker, Waldek, got scared and left.

于是米拉一个人留在了房子里。

And so Mira was left in the house alone.

那天晚上，米拉睡在房子里，做了一个很清晰的梦，梦里他站在之前干活的那面墙前，感觉到一个叫特蕾莎的孤独女人的存在，她似乎渴望爱和认可。

And that night, sleeping in the house, Mira had a vivid dream in which he was standing in front of the wall that they'd been working on earlier, and he sensed the presence of a lonely woman called Teresa, who seemed to want love and recognition.

米拉去调查，大概是查了以前住过的人的资料，发现确实有个叫这个名字的女人住过这栋房子。

When Mira investigated, presumably looking back through the records of who'd lived there previously, he discovered that a woman with that name had really lived in the house.

他还从前房主那里得知，确实，住在那里的女儿讲过一些灵异遭遇，但父母当时不太相信。

And also he learned from the previous owners that indeed, yes, the daughter who'd lived there had told stories of kind of ghostly encounters that the parents hadn't really believed.

但也有一些其他类似诡异事件的证据，还有一个叫特蕾莎的女人曾经住在那里。

But there was some evidence of other similar weird events and a woman called Teresa who used to live there.

所以米拉觉得，那个被特蕾莎造访的奇怪梦境，就是曾经住在那里的特蕾莎。

So Mira decided that this weird dream where he was visited by Teresa, this was the Teresa who'd lived there before.

他去了特蕾莎被遗忘的坟墓，留下了鲜花和蜡烛。

And he visited Teresa's forgotten grave and left flowers and candles.

之后，翻修继续进行，再也没有任何干扰。米拉现在不禁在想，他到底是做了一场奇怪的梦，还是真的帮助了一个孤独女人的灵魂找到了安宁。

Afterwards, the renovation continued without any further disturbances, and Mira is now left wondering whether he simply had a strange dream or whether he had genuinely helped the spirit of a lonely woman find peace.

好，我们接着看第六个。

Okay, let's move on to number six.

这个叫《那个哭泣的婴儿是谁？》

This one is called "Who is that Baby Who is Crying?"

那个哭泣的婴儿是谁？

Who is that Baby Who is Crying?

作者是斯维特兰娜。

And it was by Svetlana.

这就是斯维特兰娜的故事。

So this is Svetlana's story.

我们开始吧。

Here we go.

有时候，一些意想不到的事情会改变你生活的轨迹，把你带入一个全新的现实。

It can happen that certain unexpected circumstances change the current course of your life and put you in a completely new reality.

我就遇到了这样的事。

It happened to me.

突然腹痛，急诊，医院，手术室，然后就没有然后了。

Sudden onset of abdominal pain, emergency room, hospital, operating room, and then nothing.

我恢复意识时，首先感觉到的是天花板上射下来的强光，刺得我睁不开眼。

The reconstitution of my consciousness started with the feeling of a very intense light striking from the ceiling and preventing me from opening my eyes normally.

一阵有节奏的、机械的、没完没了的哔哔声不断提醒我，我周围都是机器。

A rhythmic, mechanical, endless beep, beep sound kept explaining to me how I was surrounded by machines.

我躺在床上。

I was lying in the bed.

我的两条手臂上都插着输液管。

From each of my arms, an infusion tube came out.

鼻子里有种很奇怪的感觉。

A very strange feeling in my nose.

还有一根管子从鼻子和喉咙穿过，我一意识到这一点就开始咳嗽。

Another tube passed through my nose and throat, and the moment I became aware of it, I started coughing.

天哪，太疼了！

Oh, Lord, what pain!

胃里疼得喘不过气来。

Breathless pain in my stomach.

我试着用手去摸，发现肚子上全是绷带。

I tried to touch it with my hand and realized that there were bandages all over it.

“冷静点。

"Calm down.

别动，亲爱的。”

Don't move, my dear."

我听到一个温柔的声音。

I could hear a gentle voice.

床边坐着一位年轻迷人的女士，她是一位护士，面容慈祥，还有一双蓝色的大眼睛，让人感到安心。

The young, charming woman was sitting by my bed, a nurse with a compassionate face and big blue comforting eyes.

“我是塔尼娅。”

"I'm Tanya.

“你感觉怎么样？”

How are you?"

“你能把灯关了吗？”

"Could you turn off the light, please?"

我说。

I said.

“很遗憾，我不能。”

"Unfortunately, I can't.

我们在重症监护室，病人必须被监护。

We're in the intensive care unit, and patients must be monitored.

对不起，"她回答说。

I'm sorry," she replied.

"那至少把灯光调暗一点行吗？"

"Could you dim it, at least?"

我几乎是在哀求了。

I was almost begging.

"真的很抱歉，但这是不可能的。"

"I'm deeply sorry, but it's not possible."

我闭上眼睛，感到被抛弃、绝望，仿佛自己是世界上最孤独的人。

I closed my eyes and felt abandoned, hopeless, and as if I were the loneliest being in the world.

然后我意识到，除了那些机器发出的哔哔声，还有另一种声音——婴儿的哭声。

Then I realized that at the same time, there was another sound present besides the artificial beep, beep sounds, a baby's cry.

有个婴儿在哭，我觉得那就像是我内心情感的回应。

A baby was crying, and it felt to me like an echo of my emotions.

还有人也同样孤独和绝望，不知怎的，我能和那个人分享那种感受，尽管那是个小婴儿。

Someone else was also lonely and desperate, and somehow I could share that feeling with that other person, although a small one.

我再次睁开眼睛，塔尼亚护士还在那里。

I opened my eyes again, and Nurse Tanya was still there.

一双温柔的蓝眼睛正看着我。

Gentle blue eyes were looking at me.

我含着泪说：“太疼了。”

"It hurts a lot," I said with tears.

“亲爱的，你要坚强。

"Darling, you must be strong.

你已经用了最大剂量的止痛药，我们得等你的身体准备好接受下一次用药。”

You were given the highest doses of painkillers, and we have to wait until your body is ready to receive another one."

她握住我的手。

She took my hand in hers.

婴儿的哭声还在继续。

The baby's crying continued.

哔哔声还在响着。

Beep, beep sounds continued.

疼痛还在继续。

The pain continued.

护士手上的温暖让我能撑下去。

The warmth of the nurse's hands made the waiting possible for me.

我闭着眼睛。

My eyes were closed.

婴儿的哭声变得让人心烦。

The baby's crying became disturbing.

有没有更多的手去照顾那个小宝宝？

Were there some more hands for that little child?

有一刻，我感觉有别人在，就睁开了眼睛。

At one moment, I could feel the presence of someone else, and I opened my eyes.

一位医生站在我的床边。

A doctor was standing by my bed.

“嗨，你怎么样？”

"Hi, how are you?"

她问道。

She asked.

“很疼。”

"It hurts a lot."

“是的，我知道。

"Yes, I know.

你得坚强一点。

You have to be strong.

今晚很难熬，但明天会好起来的，”她说。

Tonight is difficult, but tomorrow will be better," she said.

“医生，我能问你一个问题吗？”

"Doctor, can I ask you something?"

我说。

I said.

“当然可以。

"Sure.

什么事？"

What is it?"

"有人能帮帮那个整夜哭个不停的小可怜吗？"

"Can anyone help that poor baby who cries so much all night, please?"

"婴儿？"

"Baby?"

她用一种意想不到的语气重复道。

She repeated with an unexpected tone of voice.

"是的，婴儿，"我说。

"Yes, baby," I said.

"你没听到那个婴儿在哭吗？"

"Don't you hear that baby crying?"

我有种感觉，自己好像做错了什么。

I had a feeling that I'd done something wrong.

"没有婴儿。

"There's no baby.

我们这是在成人病房。

We're in the adult ward.

这里没有婴儿。

There are no babies here."

医生一脸严肃地回答。

The doctor answered with a very serious face.

我说不清那一刻的痛苦和恐惧哪个更让我难受。

I cannot say whether the terrible pain that I felt or that moment was harder for me.

我仍然能听到婴儿的哭声。

I could still hear the baby crying.

我开始感到非常困惑和害怕。

I started to be very confused and afraid.

我转头看向塔尼娅，期待她能给我一些支持，却看到一双美丽的蓝眼睛里满是悲伤地望着我。

I turned my head to Tanya, expecting support from her, and saw two beautiful blue eyes full of sorrow watching me.

她沉默不语，比任何话语都更能说明问题。

The silence from her side said more than any word could.

我闭上眼睛，感到一片茫然。

I closed my eyes and felt lost.

我宁愿付出一切，只要能逃离那个地方。

I would have given anything to escape from that place.

到底发生了什么？

What was going on?

我是不是疯了？

Was I losing my mind?

我没有理由不相信他们。

I didn't have a reason not to believe them.

我也没有理由不相信自己。

I didn't have a reason not to believe myself.

我也开始哭了起来。

I started to cry, too.

就在那一刻，仿佛有什么东西突然明白了。

And at that moment, a kind of revelation happened.

那是我。

It was me.

从头到尾都是婴儿时期的我在哭。

It was baby me crying the whole time.

我住的那家医院以前是妇产医院，正好是我出生的那家。

The hospital I was in used to be a maternity hospital, exactly the one that I was born in.

那是很多年前刚出生的我在哭，刚和妈妈分开，又孤独又害怕。

It was the newborn me crying many, many years earlier, just separated from my mum, lonely and terrified.

就在那一刻，婴儿的哭声停了。

At that moment, the baby's crying stopped.

我真的不知道是什么让我产生了那种联想，但那一刻，直到现在，对我来说都那么合乎逻辑，是唯一的真相，唯一可能的现实。

I really didn't know what made me make that connection, but at that moment, and all the way until now, it seemed so logical to me and the only truth, the only possible reality.

第二天早上，我听到医生在跟她的同事说我晚上出现了幻听，当时她正在观察我。

The next morning, I could hear the doctor telling her colleagues how I had had audio hallucinations during the night while she was observing me.

我还听到另一个声音在说某些药物的副作用。

I could also hear another voice saying something about side effects of some drugs.

但对我来说，那完全不重要。

But for me, it was totally irrelevant.

我有我的经历。

I had my experience.

那是真实的。

It was real.

那是独一无二的。

It was unique.

即使后来，如果我向别人提起我生命中那个特别的夜晚——而且我只跟少数人提过——我也会毫不犹豫地用陈述事实的语气去说。

Even later, if I spoke to someone about that special night of my life, and that happened with only a few people, I would use an informative tone without hesitation.

我不会给任何后续的解释或对我经历的其他解读留出空间。

I didn't leave space for any subsequent explanations or other interpretations of my experience.

出院几个月后，我完全康复了，我想去看望塔尼娅，感谢她在医院那个难熬的夜晚为我所做的一切。

A few months after I left the hospital and recovered totally, I wanted to visit Tanya and thank her for all that she'd done for me during that heavy night in the hospital.

我买了一束花，去了医院。

I bought some flowers and went to the hospital.

我想知道能不能和重症监护室的一位护士简短聊几句。

"I'd like to know if it's possible to have a short conversation with one of the nurses from the intensive care unit."

我当时在医院前台。

I was at the hospital reception desk.

前台那位先生说：“你不能进去那里。”

"You're not allowed to enter there," said the gentleman at the desk.

“是的，当然，我知道，但你能不能查一下谭雅护士是否在值班，拜托了。”

"Yes, of course, I know that, but if you could check if Nurse Tanya is on shift, please."

说实话，我没想到前台会热情接待我。

Honestly, I didn't expect a warm welcome at the desk.

“等一下。”

"Wait."

那位先生拿起电话，和某人说了几句后，他说：“没有谭雅护士。”我说：“你是说谭雅护士今天不在医院吗？”

The gentleman took the phone, and after a few words he exchanged with someone, he said, "There is no Nurse Tanya "You mean Nurse Tanya is not in the hospital today?"

我试图纠正他。

I tried to correct him.

“医院的情况我不清楚，但重症监护室里没有叫塔尼娅的人，”他回答时声音里带着一丝紧张。

"I don't know about the hospital, but there is no Tanya in the intensive care unit," he answered with a trace of nervousness in his voice.

突然，那个让我永生难忘的夜晚的医生出现在走廊里，正好经过前台。

Suddenly, the doctor from the night I will remember forever appeared in the hallway passing by the desk.

哦，那真是太棒了。

Oh, that was so fantastic.

我真是太幸运了。

I was so lucky.

“打扰一下。”

"Excuse me."

我决定上前跟她说话。

I decided to address her.

“嗯？”

"Yes?"

“我是你的病人。

"I was your patient.

我不知道你还记不记得我。

I don't know if you remember."

她的微笑打断了我的问题。

Her smile interrupted my question.

当然记得。

"Of course I do.

你好吗？

How are you?

很高兴见到你。

Nice to see you."

她的善意让我非常开心。

I was so pleased by her kindness.

我很好，谢谢你。

"I'm great, thank you.

你呢？

How are you?

整个团队怎么样？

How's the whole crew?

坦尼娅护士怎么样？

How's Nurse Tanya?

她人很好，很温柔，也很热心。"

She was so kind and gentle, and helpful."

我继续说着，注意到她的情绪变了。

And as I kept talking, I noticed how her mood changed.

"坦尼娅？"

"Tanya?"

她重复了一遍，这让我想起之前她也曾这样重复过我的话。

she repeated, and that made me recall another moment when she'd also repeated my words in a similar way.

"是的，坦尼娅护士。"

"Yes, Nurse Tanya."

我的热情开始消退。

My enthusiasm started to melt.

你还记得吗？我手术后的那天晚上，她和你同一个班次。

"Do you remember she was on the same shift with you the night after my operation?"

她说：“那天晚上我记得很清楚。”然后她停顿了一下，才继续说。

I remember that night very well," she said, and there was a moment of hesitation before she continued.

“你知道吗，我们科室从来没有过叫这个名字的护士。”

"You know, we never had a nurse with that name in our department."

天哪，这真是个让人震惊的意外。

Oh, what a shocking surprise.

那个阳光明媚的日子，我想感谢那位在我最需要的时候照顾我的善良护士，但现在一切都变了。

No more the beautiful sunny day in which I wanted to thank the kind nurse for taking care of me when I really needed it.

我感到尴尬、困惑，有那么一瞬间，我几乎像住院的那个夜晚一样迷失，直到我意识到自己与过去的自己有着某种难以言说的联系。

I felt embarrassed, confused, and for a moment, almost lost as the night when I was in the hospital just before I realized that I'd had a kind of inexplicable connection with myself from the past.

但这次，我可以逃离那个地方，我也确实这么做了。

But this time I could escape that place, and I did it.

我简短地说了句：“哦，抱歉。”

After a short, "Oh, sorry.

拜拜，我就直接走出去离开了。

Bye," I just went out and walked away.

哎呀，斯维特兰娜，这真是一次非同寻常的经历。

Well, Svetlana, oh, what an extraordinary experience.

听众朋友们，让我来总结一下，然后简单说几点看法。

Listeners, let me summarize it, and then I'll just give a couple of comments.

所以斯维特兰娜在这个故事里，因为紧急手术——跟胃有关——醒来时躺在医院的重症监护室或重症病房里。

So Svetlana, in this story, wakes up in an intensive care unit or intensive care ward in a hospital after having emergency surgery, something to do with her stomach.

但她醒来后做了紧急手术。

But she woke up and had emergency surgery.

可能是阑尾破裂之类的情况。

Maybe it was like a burst appendix or something like that.

恢复期间，她听到婴儿的哭声，所以她非常不舒服，而且很疼。

While recovering, she hears a baby crying, so she's very uncomfortable and in a lot of pain.

在恢复过程中，躺在医院的病床上，在病房里，她听到婴儿在哭。

And in the recovery, lying on this hospital bed, in this hospital ward, she hears a baby crying.

尽管医生坚持说医院里没有婴儿，她却越来越确信自己听到的是自己刚出生时的哭声，而且就在她出生的那家医院。

Even though the doctors insist there are no babies in the hospital, she becomes convinced that she is somehow hearing herself crying as a newborn baby in the very hospital where she was born.

好吧，这挺诡异的，对吧？

Okay, this is pretty weird stuff, right?

我也不确定这到底是不是超自然现象。

Now, I don't know if this is exactly supernatural or what.

斯维特兰娜没有多谈这个。

Svetlana doesn't really talk about that.

她只是说，对她来说，那可能是个幻觉，但真是个奇怪的幻觉。

She just talks about the fact that for her, it was probably a hallucination, but what a bizarre hallucination.

我想，从全身麻醉中醒来时出现这样的幻觉，就像我们之前在播客里聊过的那个故事，那个人叫什么来着？

I suppose hallucinations like that when you're coming out of having had a general anesthetic, as we've talked about before on this podcast, in the case of this story of, what was his name?

我记不清了。

I can't remember.

但第799集里，有个类似的故事。

But episode 799, there was a similar story.

总之，这种情况偶尔会发生。

Anyway, this happens sometimes.

当一个人接受了全身麻醉，从麻醉中恢复过来可能会非常混乱，而且可能会伴随很多让人迷失方向的幻觉，尤其是如果还使用了像吗啡这样强效的止痛药。

When someone has had a general anesthetic, recovering from the anesthetic can be very confusing, and it can involve a lot of disorientating hallucinations, especially if you're being given powerful painkillers like morphine.

整个过程都可能导致幻觉。

The whole thing can cause hallucinations.

我们通常把幻觉说成只是看到和听到的东西，但我觉得那些幻觉以及那种状态，那种情况，可能是一个非常近乎神秘的地方，在那里真相会以令人惊讶和震撼的方式向你揭示，时间和空间的距离感也会被扭曲。

Now, we talk about hallucinations as if they're just things you see and hear, but I think those hallucinations and that state, that condition, can be a very almost mystical place where truths are revealed to you in surprising and shocking ways, and things like distance in time and space get distorted.

我可以想象，斯维特兰娜在那种情况下，发现自己不知怎么地重新与婴儿时期的自己连接上了，因为她意识到自己其实就在多年前出生的那家医院里，而婴儿的哭声在某种程度上是对她作为新生儿时所经历的创伤的闪回或记忆，那时她刚出生，与母亲分离，正在哭泣。

And I can imagine that Svetlana, in that situation, found herself somehow reconnected with herself as a baby because she realized she was actually in the same hospital that she'd been born in years earlier, and the crying sound of the baby was somehow some sort of flashback or memory of the trauma that she'd experienced as a baby, newly born, separated from her mother, and crying.

她听到的哭声，仿佛是过去经历的回声，而这段经历在她当时的状态下被唤醒了。

And this crying, she could hear it as if it was an echo of a previous experience, which had been brought back to her in this condition that she was in.

这真的很奇怪。

It's very weird.

但结果发现，那其实只是药物的副作用。

But it turns out that, but that was just, we think, a side effect of the medicine.

但斯维特兰娜其实并不在意。

But Svetlana doesn't really care.

她只知道，自己有过一次深刻的体验，而对她来说，那就是真实的。

All she knows is that she had her own profound experience, and it was true for her.

总之，那一整晚，一位名叫塔尼娅的善良护士安慰她，帮她应对疼痛。

Anyway, throughout the night, a kind nurse called Tanya comforts her and helps her to cope with the pain.

然而，几个月后，斯维特兰娜康复了，她回到医院想感谢塔尼娅。

However, when Svetlana returns months later, after she's recovered, she comes back to the hospital to thank Tanya.

结果她发现，重症监护室里从来没有一个叫这个名字的人工作过。

She discovers that nobody by that name has ever worked in the intensive care unit.

故事以两个未解之谜结束：那个哭泣的婴儿，以及那位似乎从未存在过的护士。

The story ends with two unexplained mysteries, the crying baby and the nurse who apparently never existed.

我个人的看法是，这些都是药物引起的幻觉，而且我觉得，正如我所说，这类幻觉往往带有强烈的情感氛围，这大概也是药物能产生如此深远影响的原因之一。

My personal theory is that they were hallucinations caused by medication, and I think that those, as I've said, those sorts of hallucinations can have powerful emotional atmospheres to them as well, okay, and which probably is part of why drugs can have such profound effects.

它们不只是让你产生幻觉什么的。

They don't just give you hallucinations and things.