英翻中再創作第二發！
其實這次的英文版有個重大（？）缺失
（有關說明因為怕劇透的關係所以和寫作檢討放在本文最下方）
希望各位能吸取我的教訓
那麼一樣先放英文版，不想看的人請往下拉到中文版XD
This is a story of a ghost.
This is a story of mine.
I was staying in a forest, could not recall most of my memories. What I could remember was only the fact that I was a ghost. Nervously, I looked around, hoping to find some clues about myself. Everything was dark in the forest: the ground was dark, the sky was dark, and all the living things looked dark too.The only exception was the light that came from the fire in the deep center ofthe forest, which was at a seeing distance from where I was.
I decided to go there and have a look.
The fire was not huge, but it grew like it had its own life. Around it, there were some black figures dancing around the fire. Staying outside of the strange dancing circle, I could see them clearly, but none of them noticed me. Was it because I was hiding behind the bushes, or because they could not see me as a ghost?
Suddenly, I noticed under those figures, there was something dark red on the ground. I could not tell if it was dry or not, but I began to recognize what it was: it was the blood from my body. A disgusting feeling came together to me with some of my lost memories. I tried to make an ugly and hurting assumption; my voice was so soft that I did not even think I spoke it out.
“I was killed by them.”
“Correct.”
A male voice appeared; it was the only time that I found out someone was behind me. However, I was more surprised about the truth that I was discovered.
“Can you hear me?”
“Correct. I can see you too.”
I should have turned around and see who was there, but I could not. All of my attention was pulled onto the black figures. My memories started to appear one by one.
Children crying out loud.
Knife cutting down.
Blood splitting around.
And I was the last victim of the chaos.
Trembling, I let my tears fall down, for myself, and for the children whom I did not know. What did we do? Why did we have to receive that kind of cruel treatment?
“They are demons!”
“No, they are not.”
“What are you talking about? Only demons would do that!”
“They are human.” Answering my mad statement, the voice from behind was still calm. “They are having aceremony to summon the demon who was imprisoned on this land. You are only part of the preparation of the ceremony.”
Summoning…..demon?
“Why did we have to die because of that? Now, tell me, are you also one of the members?”
I knelt down. Despair ruined allparts of my invisible body and spirit. There was no anymore word that I could say. It was so silent, until the voice answered me.
“No, I am not.”
We did not talked after that, instead of was to watch the whimsical ceremony going on. From their movement, I could guess it was almost the end of the ceremony. Did it mean that the demon would arrive soon?
“They won’t see anything tonight; the ceremony have failed.”
“How do you know?” I asked, curiously.
“The demon would not eat all the children’s souls that they provided.”
“……How do you know that?”
The voice then laughed, very softly. “I am not that hungry.”
Immediately, I turned around. The owner of the voice smiled in the darkness, and said, “I want to travel, away from this western land. Do you want to come with me?”
I cared about nothing.
I walked to him.
It would be another story of mine, a story of a ghost and a demon.
啊忘記說了
其實這次的活動我之前就交稿過了
那麼接下來是
中文再創作版
Ready? Start！
這是一個屬於鬼的故事。
也是一個屬於我的故事。
我身在森林裡，無法想起自己所有的記憶。唯一記得的只有自己變成了鬼的這個事實。不安地，我環顧四周，試著尋找與自己有關的線索。森林的一切完全是一片漆黑——漆黑的地面、漆黑的天空，還有⋯⋯漆黑的生靈。唯一的例外是來自離這裡不遠處，森林中央的火光。
我決定前去看看。
雖然那團火焰並不大，但是卻像生物般地茁長。在火焰的周圍，無數的黑影正環繞著它跳舞。身在那奇異的舞蹈圈之外，我沒辦法清楚地看見他們，但是他們之中也沒有人發現我。是不是因為我躲藏在灌木叢後的關係？還是說是因為他們沒辦法看見身為鬼的我的關係呢？
忽然間，我注意到在那些黑影下，有什麼暗紅色的東西鋪滿了地面。儘管不知道它是不是已經乾了，但是我心裡很清楚那是什麼——那是從我原本身體中流出來的血。一陣噁心感伴隨著我失去的部分記憶襲來。我不得不做出一個醜陋又傷痛的猜測——我的聲音十分地輕，以至於我幾乎沒發現自己早已將它說出口：
「我被他們殺死了。」
「正確。」
男性的聲音響起——直到這時候我才驚覺有誰在自己的身後 。但是，比起這個，還有更讓我驚訝的事實。
「你聽得見我的聲音嗎？」
「正確，我也看得到妳。」
本來我應該轉身查看是誰在我的後面，但是現在的我沒有辦法這麼做，因為我所有的注意力已經完全集中在那些開始唱歌的黑影身上。光是看著他們，駭人的回憶便一個接一個地返回我身邊，並湧現在我的腦海裡。
陌生的邪惡。未知的地方。漆黑的森林。歌唱不祥的烏鴉。未曾謀面的孩子們。哭泣的同伴。動彈不得的絕望。眼神變得空洞。撕裂夜空的喊叫。垂死的祈禱。被抓出去了。鋼之鐵牢。掙扎而破的傷口。昏睡。無光的月。殘留在身上的紅痕。刀子揮落而下。皮膚被削去。坑洞的身體。扭曲的信念。咒罵。血血血血血血血血血血血血血。肉片四處濺散。黑暗降臨心中。與手指分離的指甲。不可置信的眼神。盡全力的哭喊。重複的戲碼。腦漿溢出。禁忌之泉源。壞死的人偶。無止境的的暴力。無頭之子。淚水髒污無比。狂笑。被命運拋棄。徒勞無功。喉嚨變得乾渴。染紅的臉頰。刺耳的不安。吮指。神經全數毀壞。逃不了逃不了逃不了。穿過身體的白骨。屍體的味道。增多的黑影。不斷不斷地傻笑。恐懼。可憐與憐憫。成雙的眼睛和耳朵。紅色液體的腥味。粗啞的討論聲。無知。消失的希望。耳朵拒絕聆聽。不同種類的凶器。孩子們最後的哭喊。
我是在那混沌中的最後一個受害者。
幾乎透明的身體不斷地在顫抖，我的眼淚也跟著不停地落下——為了我自己，也為了其他不認識的孩子們。大家如果沒有死掉的話，明天、後天都還是可以像以前一樣開心地玩，健康地成長啊。我們到底做了什麼？為什麼我們非得遭受到這種殘酷的對待？我不禁脫口而出：
「他們是惡魔！」
「不是的。」
「你在說什麼傻話？只有惡魔做得出這種事啊！」
「他們是人類。」面對我最深沈的悲痛，身後的聲音依然是相當冷靜。「他們只是在進行召喚被囚禁在這片土地的惡魔的儀式。妳只不過是召喚儀式準備的其中一部份罷了。」
召喚⋯⋯惡魔？
不會吧？就因為那種理由？
「為什麼我們要為了那種理由死掉？」我跪在地上，環抱著自己哽咽道。「所以你也是那些人的其中之一嗎？」
無色的淚水一滴一滴地掉落到地面上。絕望早已將我的無形的身軀和精神破壞殆盡。比起已經不存在的身體，我的心還要痛上好幾倍。這時候的我無法再說出任何一個字，只是無聲地抽泣著。沈默維持了好一陣子，直到他再度回答我。
「我不是。」
在那之後，我們就再也沒有說話，只是靜靜地看著眼前圍繞著火焰的怪誕的儀式舞蹈。從他們的動作來看，儀式應該已經要結束了。也就是說，惡魔就要來了嗎？
「他們今晚是不會看到惡魔的。」
「你怎麼知道？」我好奇地問，目不轉睛地盯著黑影舉起的雙手。
「儀式失敗了。不，不對，儀式只是沒有完成而已。儀式確實讓惡魔獲得了掙脫束縛的力量，但是並不是所有孩子的靈魂都被惡魔吃掉了。」
「⋯⋯為什麼？」
那個聲音輕笑了，非常溫柔地。「因為我沒那麼餓啊。」
我立即回頭。
聲音的主人在黑暗中微笑，然後說：
「我要出個遠門，離開這片極西之地。妳要一起來嗎？」
「⋯⋯你會把我吃掉嗎？」
「誰知道呢？」
也是呢，現在也已經管不了那麼多了吧。
我走向他。
手確實被握住了。
接下來的故事，是屬於我的故事。
也是一個屬於鬼與惡魔間的故事。
那麼接下來是對英文版缺失的說明
因為一樣是寫在英文課的journal上給老師改
所以她給了點意見
我在上面對鬼的翻譯不是ghost嗎？
她說應該用spirit才對
因為ghost是比較兇惡的那種惡靈
就像猛鬼獸一樣不對我太想念數碼寶貝了
還有demon（惡魔）是不好的
寫的時候要注意
她說這兩樣都是比較屬於Halloween的東西＝ˇ＝
（其實巴哈的小說活動也跟Halloween有關係啦）
總之她沒對內容或文法細改
如果有誰注意到任何錯誤的話可以跟我說一下
畢竟我也還是個會犯錯誤的學生嘛XD
然後下面這邊是對自己寫作的檢討
我的「我」通常都沒什麼特色和角色性
都是維持一貫的敘述方法
所以就會感覺好像是同一個人（其實就是作者）在講故事一樣
然後最近還發現了活動文中的設定
女性角色的「我」好像都⋯⋯
「屍體小姐」是貓咪、上面故事的「我」是鬼、身為人類的「副隊長」其實原設定是男的
居然沒有一個初始設定是正常人類女孩子的「我」耶XD
創作內容
【活動】Demon【英翻中再創作】
Zean（十六夜文藝創作交流區） (11)
