At first, I thought it was a manneq

At first, I thought it was a mannequin or clothing dummy.
But then he moved.
Captured in the light, he turned slowly. A boy with long, black hair. He raised a bony hand and pointed at me with a slender finger.
“Ohhh,” I whispered. The flashlight started to slip from my hand. And as the light swerved, I saw another figure. A girl standing stiffly beside him. She
wore a dark T-shirt over baggy jeans. Her blond hair spiked out around her face.
A wave of panic made my legs tremble. I grasped the flashlight tightly. “Who—who are you?” I choked out.
My hand shook. In the quivering light, I saw another boy, short and chubby with his hands raised to his cheeks. And another boy, pointing another
bony finger at me.
“Peter . . . Peter…” they chanted. The four of them. The four strange intruders in my basement.
“Who are you? What are you doing down here?” I screamed.
They moved forward. Huddled side by side, they took a step toward me. My light trembled over their faces. Their glowing, shimmering faces.
“No—!” I cried out as I saw why they shimmered so eerily.
Their skin… their hands and arms… their faces… covered by a thick goo. A shimmering, clear slime. Like a clear, wet gelatin.
Their hair glowed in the thick layer of slime. It stretched over their wide-open eyes. Over their entire heads. They were trapped inside it.
And as they opened their mouths to whisper my brother’s name, the gelatin bubbled, then snapped back tight.
“Peter . . . Peter…”
Trapped inside their clear cocoons, they moved in unison, slowly like robots—like zombies—they took another step toward me.
“This isn’t happening,” I murmured out loud.
Their eyes stared coldly at me through the thick, wet layer of jelly.
I spun away. Started to run to the stairs.
But another figure caught my eye. Another dark figure, standing behind the four terrifying kids. Hunched over as if in pain. Standing so still…
My whole body shuddered in terror. The four shimmering kids took another slow step toward me. I raised the light to the boy hunched behind them. It
washed over his pale face, his wide, staring eyes, his mouth open in a silent cry.
And I screamed in horror.
“PETER!”

結果 (中文) 1:

起初，我以为它是模特或服装假人。但然后他搬。在光中捕获，他慢慢地转动。长长的黑头发的男孩。他举起一只瘦骨嶙峋的手，用纤细的手指指着我。"哦，"低声说。手电筒在开始从我的手滑落。以及光突然转向，我看见另一位人物。僵硬地站在他身边的女孩。她在宽松的牛仔裤穿着黑色的 t 恤。她的金发飙升了围绕她的脸。一阵恐慌使我颤抖的双腿。我紧紧抓住手电筒。"谁 — — 你是谁?"我憋住了。我的手在颤抖。在颤抖的灯光，看到了另一个男孩，又矮又胖与他手里提着他的脸颊上。和另一个男孩，指向另一个骨瘦如柴的手指着我。"彼得...他们高呼彼得......"。他们四人。在我的地下室四个奇怪入侵者。"你是谁?什么是你在这干嘛?"我尖叫起来。他们向前移动。他们挤作一团的肩并肩，花了我第一步。我的光了自己的脸微微颤抖。他们热情洋溢，波光粼粼的脸。"不 — —!"我哭了我看到为什么他们如此诡异地闪闪发光。他们皮肤......他们的手和武器......，他们的脸覆盖的厚厚的粘稠物。波光粼粼、 清澈的泥。显然，像湿明胶。他们的头发闪闪发光层厚厚的泥。它伸过来他们睁大眼睛。在他们整个的头。他们被困在它里面。然后当他们打开他们的嘴轻声呼唤我哥哥的名字，明胶冒泡，弹回时紧。"彼得...彼得......"他们被困在他们明确的茧内，搬进步调一致，慢慢地像机器人一样 — — 喜欢僵尸 — — 他们把我的另一步。"这不该发生，"我喃喃地说出声来。他们的眼睛盯着冷冷地我穿过厚厚的湿层的果冻。我弹了回去。开始跑向了楼梯。但另一位人物吸引我的眼球。另一个黑色的人影，站在四个可怕孩子后面。弯腰驼背的好像是在疼痛。所以仍然站在...我的整个身体颤抖在恐怖中。四个波光粼粼的孩子出了另一个的慢步我。我举起弓在他们身后的男孩。它冲刷着他苍白的脸，他的眼睛，盯着，他的嘴在哭泣声中打开。我惊恐地尖叫起来。"彼得!"

結果 (中文) 3:

起初，我以为这是一个模特或服装道具。
但他感动。
在光拍摄，他慢慢地转过身去。一个长着黑头发的男孩。他养了一只瘦骨嶙峋的手，指着我用纤细的手指。
“哦，”我低声说。手电筒开始从我手中滑落。当光，突然，我看到了另一个身影。一个女孩拘谨地站在他旁边。她穿着黑T恤在宽松的牛仔裤。她脸上带着一头金发，一股惊恐的波浪使我的双腿颤抖起来。我紧紧抓住手电筒。“你是谁？“我哽咽了。”。在颤抖的光，我看到了另一个男孩，又矮又胖的双手举起了他的脸颊。另一个男孩指着另一个我的手指，说：“皮特。..彼得……”他们高呼。他们中的四个。我的地下室里有四个奇怪的闯入者：“你是谁？”你在这儿干什么？“我尖叫着，他们向前移动。他们挤在一边，向我迈出了一步。我的光在他们脸上颤抖。发光的，闪烁的面孔。
”没有—！“我哭了，我看到他们为什么如此诡异闪烁。
皮肤……手臂……他们脸上覆盖着厚厚的粘粘…。一个闪闪发光的，清晰的泥。很明显，湿凝胶。
头发粘厚层发光。它伸展着他们睁大的眼睛。在他们的整个头。他们被困在里面。
当他们打开他们的嘴呢喃着我弟弟的名字，明胶泡沫，然后回到
彼得紧。”。..彼得……”
困在清晰的茧，他们搬到一起，慢慢地像僵尸一样，他们又向我迈出了一步，“这是没有发生，”我喃喃地说，他们的眼睛冷冷地盯着我穿过厚厚的，湿的一层果冻。开始跑到楼梯上，但另一个数字引起了我的注意。另一个黑暗的身影，站在四个可怕的孩子背后。驼背好像痛苦。站得如此……我全身颤抖着恐惧。四闪闪发光的孩子又慢了一步走向我。我把光着的男孩背后。它的苍白的脸上，他的眼睛，他的眼睛，他的嘴张开在一个无声的哭泣！“