February, 1096

There is no entry for February. I am filling it in from April, and this is everything I am still sure of.

Erika brings breakfast at 07:40 and dinner at 18:10. The daylight simulation comes up crisp at 07:00 and goes amber at 20:00. The engines change pitch twice a day and I decided that was the landship turning. I counted the ceiling panels three times and got a different number twice, which frightened me more than it should have.

I was allowed the corridor, the restroom and the garden. I walked the corridor four hundred times. I knew which floor grate rattled.

There. That is a month. I have kept some of it.