睁开疲惫的双眼，一片朦胧的白色映入我的眼帘。那是一块天花板——一块白色的，陌生的天花板。

As I blinked my weary eyes open, the blur of white slowly came into focus. It was a ceiling - a white, unfamiliar ceiling.

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那一双眼睛霎了三次，随后又转着看到上面的天花板和下面的地板，并且那么怪异地四周滚动着，仿佛要看透这屋子里的每一个部分。

The eyes winked three times, and then they turned up to the ceiling and down to the floor and rolled around so queerly that they seemed to see every part of the room.

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