"We lack a reliable calendar system here," Peggy admits, which also goes to the fact that they also lack something to tell them whether twenty-four hours still marks a day, "but given my own sense of time and the changing seasons, I would estimate that it's been eight or nine months," she says. Certainly enough to see summer, autumn, and a brisk winter, but what that means is beyond her.

"Those canyon trips of mine never yielded an exit, unfortunately," she says, "and so, I'm still here to be able to tell you all this."