Plastic Sea (ZH) — What's Left, Page 2
By Inkroost · Published
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第1格：铁爪合拢，抓住箱子。它的青色光芒熄灭。箱子：“……” 第2格：一片漆黑。一个孩子低声说：“3……” 第3格：镜头从熟睡的罗卡脸上方望去：红发女孩比贝尔把一袋鼓鼓的海水悬在他上方；大个子卡巴克和小个子班雅站在她旁边，咧嘴笑着。班雅手里拿着一只黄色玩具鸭。班雅：“4……” 第4格：绳结从比贝尔的指间滑脱，一滴水落下。班雅：“5……”
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爪子合拢抓住箱子，箱上的光芒随即熄灭；接着，阳光下，三个孩子围着熟睡的罗卡咧嘴笑着，比贝尔手里拿着一袋水。
About this chapter
In the dark at the bottom of the sea, something is counting. On Candyreef, a candy-coloured island of floating trash, Roka wakes to a water bag in the face from his street crew, lifts breakfast from the old woman who would have fed him anyway, and tells the kid who follows him that he doesn't owe anybody. Then the gulls lift all at once, and a Maw eats half the island. A day and a night alone at sea later, the Garden Ship fishes him out and orders him to walk its treadwheels for fish heads. Roka is nobody's slave, so he goes looking for something to steal instead, and breaks into a barnacled case dredged from the seabed. The silver dust inside climbs into his arm and says hello. It is polite. It is curious. It wants every human dead. And it has just started counting again.