My misspent youth in the catacombs is useful after all, haha! We came down to Dunsany by a new route. The packs were difficult this time as we brought more than usual. There were places we had to drag them behind us while squeezing through tight passages. I should be well stocked now. The drip spring is still flowing and collects into a shallow pool in the far cavern. With buckets for collection, there is even enough to bathe in. I think I could hold out down here for a month now, or longer.
Tobias knew right where to lead me. ‘Father’s study’, he told me. That made me laugh. Father! That madman was nobody’s father. He did not even know his own son! One entire wall is filled with journals written in his own hand. A quick look and I see there are 241. I wonder, how did he continue to get all these books down here? He could not have written these all before he went underground. Were there still supporters on the surface? The only other alternative is for it to be the work of thieves.
Tobias has left me alone so that he might organize the stores we brought and prepare us something to eat. That leaves me more time to get to work.
There has to be answers in here.
February 15th. Evening.
I let my pocketwatch run down, stupid! There is no telling night or day in this place. I will assume it is the usual time for supper and set it for six. Tobias left some food out but I don’t know where he went. No matter. There is still much work for me to do.
Joseph wrote their names. Astonishing! They were brought here, every one! I had wrongly assumed that there would be generations of them who had always inhabited the caverns. But Tobias, he was like me, a novice. How else would he know the rudiments of the Calculus or sing the chorals we sang together? Thomas. Levi. Nefertiti. Their names were here in the beginning, and Tobias too. It’s impossible! Yet it is! I have confronted him, and he does not deny it. Still, he will not talk about the Church. He becomes strange and emotional as if the words will not come. “Moonwall would have left us all to die.” That is all he would say. FATHER MOONWALL? Yes. Father Moonwall. WHAT????
So, he is in on this too. He never said one word to me about my family, ever.
Why did he not tell me these things?