天还黑咕隆咚的，他就起来了。

He got up when it was still pitch-dark.

这天晚上，黑咕隆咚的星星和月亮都被灰蒙蒙的雨云盖住了。

The evening was pitch-dark, stars and the moon were quenched in gray rain-clouds.

于是他一动不动地躺着，两眼直愣愣地盯着黑咕隆咚的夜空。

So he lay still, and stared up into the dark.

他们不怕黑咕隆咚的暗处。

They aren't afraid of the dark.

这时候才开始自责似乎太晚了，我真是个无知的美国游客，蠢到为几支雪茄就被骗到了这个黑咕隆咚的地方。

It seemed too late to start chastising myself for being a American tourist dumb enough to be coaxed into the night for a few stogies.