第一章 这给我干哪儿来了！？ 

Where did this come from?!

In the misty sea fog, on the deck of the ghost ship, Hern Iheroa gazed into the distance, using a brass telescope inlaid with inhuman eyeballs, at a geometrically indefinable outline. He mechanically tore at the rotting fish flesh in his hands, stuffing it into the relatively neat slit in front of his skull, known as the "mouth." At that moment, only two questions occupied Hern's mind. First, when would he find a doctor? Second, what about the remaining 1,278 mouths on his body after he had eaten his fill—"So, doctor, is there... any hope for us?"

在弥蒙的海雾之中，幽灵船只的甲板上，赫恩·伊赫罗亚用那支镶嵌着非人眼珠的黄铜望远镜，眺望着远方无法被几何学定义的轮廓。他机械地撕扯着手中腐坏的鱼肉，塞进颅骨前方那道被称作“嘴”的、尚算规整的裂口。此时，赫恩脑海中所思考的只有两个问题。其一，他什么时候才能找到医生。其二，他的一张嘴吃饱了，还有全身的皮肤上余下的一千二百七十八张嘴怎么办——“所以医生，我们……还有救么？”