Last Chance

Afternoon, 29 Munychion, 1111BC:

We are alone in the Cyclops' cave. Most of the men were sitting there hopelessly in the dark until inspirational Odysseus called a meeting in which he outlined what will be our one and only chance to escape this trauma alive.

Near the pen where Polyphemus keeps his flock is a "great bludgeon of olive wood, still green" (as described by Odysseus). Presumably the beast plans to fashion some sort of walking stick or something to carry when he is taking his flock outside. I can't just say these bits of wood were big, that would be an undrstatement. The remaining men reached the conclusion that each piece was approximately the length of a mast of a cargo ship that requires twenty oars to travel across the sea. That's big dear reader.

Anyway, Odysseus called us to chop a piece of the wood up, smoothen it, sharpen the end and hover it over the blaze of the fire to harden it as only civilised men can. We meticulously did this as Odyssesus requested, such is the courage he inspires in men, even in the most trying of circumstances.

Odysseus then called the remaining men to cast lots to find out who would undertake the most crucial part of his plan: BLIND THE CYCLOPS! This confused many of us, myself included. Surely this action would only further enrage the beast and encourage him to kill more of us? Wouldn't it? I have my doubts but Odysseus, who says the results of this action will be revealed in due course, has never failed us before and I trust he will guide us to triumph again.

Anyway, I drew one of the lots to help Odysseus drive the giant stake into Polyphemus' eye so, by Zeus, I hope this works!

If you never hear from me again, dear reader, I think you can assume this plan went horribly wrong.