Голоса приближались. По ушам вновь

Голоса приближались. По ушам вновь ударил вой сирен. Огромная балка поехала в сторону, приводя в движение дверь Убежища. Огромное колесо, защищавшее нас многие десятилетия, медленно со скрежетом закрывало вход. Позади нас с Аматой с грохотом распахнулась дверь. Я, не оглядываясь, нырнул в спасительную темноту пещеры. Оглушительный лязг и скрип, шорох осыпавшейся земли. Дверь вновь закрыта.
Я медленно шел по пещере, слушая тихие завывания ветра. Впереди виднелась ветхая деревянная дверь. Сквозь плохо сколоченные балки пробивался яркий, почти слепящий, белый свет с поверхности.

Я потерял ее в третий и последний раз. Прежняя жизнь казалась сном, а происходящая действительность – бредом. Мне пришлось начать новую жизнь.

Результаты (английский) 1:

Vote approached. On the ears again hit the howl of sirens. A huge beam went out of the way, setting in motion the Asylum door. A huge wheel, defend us for many decades, slowly with spinning closed entrance. Behind us with Amata rattled swung open the door. I'm not looking back, dived to save the darkness of the cave. A resounding clang and creak, rustle of loose Earth. The door is closed again.I slowly walked to the cave, listening to the quiet wind howls. Ahead I could see a ramshackle wooden door. Through badly hammered together beams entering the bright, almost blinding white light from the surface. I lost it in the third and final time. Old life seemed at bedtime, and the ongoing reality-delirium. I had to start a new life.

Результаты (английский) 2:

Voices approached. According ears again hit the sirens. The huge bar went away, driving the Vault door. The huge wheel, protects us for decades, slowly closed the entrance with a shriek. Behind us Amata burst open the door. I'm not looking back, he dived into the saving darkness of the cave. The deafening clang and creak, rustle chipped land. The door closed again.
I walked slowly through the cave, listening to the quiet howling wind. Ahead was a ramshackle wooden door. Through a poorly put together beams penetrated the bright, almost blinding, white light from the surface. I lost it in the third and final time. The old life seemed a dream, and the reality occurring - nonsense. I had to start a new life.

Результаты (английский) 3:

the voices were coming. ears once again hit the sirens wailing. a beam went to the side, causing the door to escape. a wheel защищавшее us for many decades, slowly with скрежетом закрывало entrance. behind us with аматой slammed opened the door. i wasn"t looking, he dives into the critical dark caves. a deafening clatter and creaking, sound осыпавшейся land. the door closed again.i slowly walked to the cave, listening to the wind howling. before showing poor wooden door. through the bad сколоченные beams coming bright, almost blinding white light from the surface.i lost her in the third and last time. the life like dream, and this reality is nonsense. i had to start a new life.