我的内心,一方面希望所有这些都未曾发生过,希望忘掉看到的一切,另一方面又渴望见证这一切,然后可以向他人讲述。我在子夜之后、破晓之前醒来——后来我知道,那是凌晨三点——被最初的那阵晃动惊醒。那是1999年8月17日,当时我正在我们那栋石质住所的书房内。住所位于塞戴夫(Sedef),一座毗邻布尤卡达(B(?)y(?)kada)的小岛。我的床,离书桌有3码远,剧烈地摇晃起来,就像是大海里暴风雨中的小船。地下传来可怕的嘎吱声,似乎就来自我的床下。出于本能反应,我来不及找眼镜就冲出房门,狂奔起来…… My heart, on the one hand, wants nothing to happen, hoping to forget everything I see, and, on the other hand, eager to witness all of this and then tell others about it. I woke up after midnight and before dawn - and later I knew it was three in the morning - awakened by the first wave of rocking. That was August 17, 1999, when I was in the study of our stone house. The accommodation is located in Sedef, a small island next to Buyukada (B?) Y? (Kada). My bed, 3 yards from the desk, shakes violently, like a small boat in a stormy sea. Scary crunches from the ground seemed to come from under my bed. Out of instinct, I could not get out of the door just to find my glasses