Civilization, Subterranean -- Fiction; Science fiction; Short stories
The passage is still climbing and we rest often. I write a little during
some of our rests.
* * * * *
There is very little oil left. Doctor Dorn says we must take a dangerous
chance. No lamp has gone out for a long time. If we burn only one lamp,
we can have light for almost four more awakes and sleeps. If this is
really a Surface Passage, and if what is written in the forbidden books
is true, this time may be enough for us to reach Earth Surface.
We have been burning only one lamp since our last rest. How bright does
the light from the two lamps seem now. Nina says she feels she can reach
out and touch the blackness.
Theodor is very frightened. Over and over he says we must go back and
take the other passage, that if we go on we shall all be dead bones. I
think Doctor Dorn would become angry if he did not understand how
frightened Theodor is.
During rest, Theodor spoke words that made Nina feel very sad. He said
it was because of her that we would all die. I became very angry, and
told him if he said anything like that again, I would finish what Bruno
had started. He knows I would not do this, but now he talks very little.
* * * * *
Twenty-Second Awake, 23 Juli 2207
We walk up Surface Passage still, but there is a difference. Before last
sleep there was much hope in our hearts. Now our hope is almost nothing.
It was Nina who knew first. She brought me out of sleep, shaking my
shoulder and saying my name, until my mind was awake enough to
understand.
Theodor was gone!
He had left us the one lamp that was burning. The other two lamps he had
taken; and all of our food and water. But our hunger may never become
too great. With one lamp, there will be light until only a few hours
after next sleep.
Doctor Dorn blames himself. He says he should have been able to tell
that Theodor might do something like this. But Doctor Dorn feels the
same tiredness that is in us all, making our thoughts like shadows.
Sleep time has come, but we do not stop. We will walk on and rest when
we must. When the end of life is so near, the will finds strength.
* * * * *
Twenty-Third Awake, 24 Juli 2207
We have walked through sleep and we have slept while we walked. The rise
is steeper. Our oil lamp is still burning and our shadows fall behind us
into the blackness. There will be light for perhaps ten more hours.
There is a dampness now in the passage, like that of the passage to Red
Lake. Our tiredness is so great we become afraid sometimes that after
one of our rests we may not be able to go on. I am worried about Nina.
She says nothing, but I think for a long while now she has been walking
on heart strength alone. We have seven hours of light before us.
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