They’re like the Invisible Committee, only more so. An underground philosophy commune.
Some of them live here, others come here. This is their base.
How long’s it been since they went underground?
Thirty years or so, some of them.
They have no documentation, no IDs.
What do they live on?
The fungi they grow down here, I think.
What do they do for sunlight?
No one’s stopping them coming to the surface. But the really hardcore ones never do.
This is a way of life. There’s a whole culture. A tradition.
They must have electricity.
They take what they need for the grid.
What about water?
They’ve rerouted the pipes. They’re smart.
Helmut, you’d be right at home here. Why don’t you ask to join?
The higher cells are for the more superficial subjects. The deeper ones for the more fundamental ones. And they go pretty fucking deep.
Work in Progress 