So, the new monk goes to the head abbot to question this, pointing out that if someone made even a small error in the first copy, it would never be picked up. In fact, that error would be continued in all subsequent copies. 

The head abbot replies, "We have been copying from the copies for centuries, but you make a good point, my son."

So, the head monk goes down into the dark caves underneath the monastery where the original manuscript is held in a locked vault that hasn't been opened for hundreds of years. 

Hours go by, and nobody sees the old abbot. So, the young new monk gets worried and goes downstairs to look for the elder monk. He sees him banging his head against the floor. His forehead is all bloody and bruised, and he is crying uncontrollably. 

The young monk asks the old abbot, "What's wrong, father?" 

With a choking voice, the old abbot replies............ 

The word is