"Circulate it in secret?" Indy asked. Getting hold of the information would be hard enough; copying it and distributing it widely enough for it to be of any use would be a labor worthy of Hercules. He didn't think he was the right man for the job, but someone here might be. "Or whoever was compiling it could take it down themselves during the afternoon and repost it the next morning. At least that'd keep the patients from having to write it out again every day."

There was no guarantee that the nurses would let it stay up for any length of time in the first place, but then again, they'd let a lot of other questionable messages stand. Either they weren't watching it too closely, or--more likely--they had reasons of their own for wanting the patients to pass information.

He started to envision it: a list of escape attempts (getting as far as the ruins doesn't work; mass rebellion doesn't work...), maybe a list of theories about the place with supporting evidence (time travel: ...well, convincing evidence might be harder. At least it'd be a start). The key was whether anyone would be willing to stop squabbling long enough to be contribute--and whether anyone had been there long enough to have anything useful to add to it.