Sleeping Secrets
Report by Randy Atwell

Prologue
The Subconscious World
Of all the gifts presented to mankind, certainly the mind has to be the greatest. The human mind yields the power to build empires, destroy generations, create stories, and deceive all others, so much so that it unknowingly deceive itself.
We are all self-deceivers. Without self-deception, imagination, creativity and art cease to exist. It's what allows us to take chances, to leap for greatness and touch the stars. Remove self-deception, and religion becomes obsolete, poetry fails and books, such as this very one, are removed from existence.
Self-deception is a necessity; it allows us to accept who we are. Hypocrisy is general, it's within us all: from Hitler to Harriet Tubman, from the racist pedophile next door to the victim. We are all the protagonist of our own stories, no one person is an exception. It allows us to live with our own choices, to cope with the possibility of being evil. If we couldn't love ourselves, how could we truly love another?
In result, no reality is absolute. No memory is ever precise or perfect, and no feeling felt once can be felt again. That which we justify, others scorn. The very faults we despise in others are those that they see in us. The logic is the mother for individualism; it allows us to feel happiness when there are no sources.
In a phenomenon known as the phantom limb, it takes hours, sometimes longer for a person to realize that he has lost his own limb, such as his hand, after it's been removed. He still feels the hand as though it were there. When he touches his face, he still feels his fingers brush against his cheek. In his world, he never lost his hand, and so it still exists. It's not until he looks down that he realizes it's gone, and reality uncovers the action of deceit our mind has committed against us.
This phenomenon supports one theory: that we all live in our own reality to some extent. It's a fact accepted by most psychiatrists. It is the tool that engulfs a cruel reality. Our word and the world as it truly is two completely different things. It is the reasoning behind why one sees a beautiful landscape and another becomes the spectator for a gloomy, bleak, or boring place. The two realities are similar, two of the same sting forming different pictures. Often, they intersect, or travel parallel to one another, but never do they create the same line.
Self-deception is common, and often uncontrolled. It acts as an antidepressant, forcing us to feel what we don not in fact feel, or control what we use to feel when we had little or no reason to feel it. But, just like the pill, excessive intake requires dire consequences. Just as we consume too much food, we grow fat, love too much and become obsessive, and sleep exceedingly and grow lazy. Deceive yourself too little, and you'll be miserable, no longer to bear who you truly are, but deceive yourself too much, and you'll become dangerous.
When one completely separates himself from reality, when the deceiver becomes utterly and absolutely deceived, he becomes entrapped in his own world. He creates a subconscious world to escape reality, and becomes entrapped in his world, preferring to live happy in a lie than live healthy in realities world. He lives in a world that people rarely see, becoming a god in his own fantasy. It bends according to his will, and shapes itself to satisfy his desire. Usually, this can harm only the creator. It's not until an outsider starts to experience the alternate reality that the alternate universe becomes dangerous.
The power of the mind is goes beyond our own thoughts. Want something enough, to the point you stop doubting impossibilities, then your desire can be fulfilled. When a thought has enough force, when a feeling acquires enough passion, it creates an intra-psychic force, an unseen aura that encases the person.
Just as the seams of reality cross with our own, false realities can cross with each other. Often, the phenomenon will occur in a place of high massacre, such as a concentration camp or a scene for genocide. The auras bend around each other, accumulate, and grow as one. The conflicting realities create an alternate reality, an average of the fake worlds. The alternate plane of reality grows a conscious, acting on the will and desire of its creator.
It exists, unseen, traveling in-between the seams. Only when the action suits the desire will the world call to other people, embodying them in their womb. In other cases, someone prone to a more loose reality can unwillingly experience the laws of the other world: such as a writer, a psychic, an artist, or someone deeply in love, or suffering emotional pain, or especially a child.
What happens to the person is questionable and unknown. Some theories suggest that the person, like the creator, becomes a god in the fantasy world, limited only by the laws of the world and its creator. Others suggest that they become trapped in the world, dying in the conscious world but becoming immortal in the other. Another one concludes that they can either experience a paradise, living their own impossible fantasies, or an unbearable nightmare, battling their own demons and fears. Sometimes, though, the things that are kept inside their subconscious are released and manifested, creating a maze of memories and secrets, forcing the host to traverse them.
These worlds exist throughout the world, unseen and mysterious. Some of them are just simply labeled as haunted, while others are more elusive. Stories have portrayed these worlds, and movies profit from the idea. Some people are driven insane by them, others comforted. One such place exists in an abandoned with the unofficial name of 'Sleeping Secrets.'�

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