[manasecret]

I don't know why people refer to me as Manasecret, when I keep explaining to everyone that I am George Washington. I suppose if I were to be on the other side and someone told me they came from hundreds of years in the past (or noys, as they seem to call them here -- or guhnoys, the pronunciation is odd and I'm not sure how they would spell it), I would be a mite skeptical as well -- as I was with Gabriel. Who, by the way, must have gotten off the ship and left me alone here!

What is that noise I hear anyway? Like the low rumble of a large theater full of an audience all clapping, combined with the screach of the birds around my home Mount Vernon. Oh, Mount Vernon, if only I were back home instead of in this dreadful place where no one believes who I am...

I must think hard, George Washington. I was brought back for my skills in warfare and diplomacy, but Gabriel also said I was brought back for my skills in other areas he couldn't yet explain.

Perhaps he meant my keen clarity in the midst of chaos. Well, if that's true, that keen sense of mine is telling me pretty much everyone is crazy in this room. Hmm... I will have to ponder longer.