Friday The maze led eventually to a plain with mountains beyond. On a lonely stone table I discovered another fragment of the diary-left like an offering.

"...I came at last to the meeting place of The Cabal-but what was once flesh was now stone..."

Who, or what was The Cabal? What had happened to them? What strange and ancient rites did they practice here? The diarist seemed to have felt that they held the answers to this strange dream-like state-but these were answers they were no longer able to give. My instincts told me that the only way forward was back-back to the beach.