At first we started it as a joke. A group of “spies”. What were we going to do? Foil a conspiracy to overthrow the President? Find out that Mitch‘s wife was cheating on him? Discover the underground movement to free the most wanted criminals?

It was a joke. And as a joke we worked. On our free time, all the time I mean. We worked to pretend that our lives weren‘t useless, that they weren‘t over when we turned seventy, that we didn‘t depend on the government to live our lives decently.

We investigated strange happenings in our area. Sightings of unusual objects, house hauntings, strange odor sources, people who were deemed suspicious by other equally useless old people in the neighborhood and quite a few other nonsensical things we thought worthy. Following people was our favorite part, we followed them during the night and watched them from afar. We hid behind parked cars and we hoped for the bizarre. The night made it more exciting. Most of us have trouble seeing in the night are half deaf — completely deaf in the case of Ronny — and this offered an usual challenge. Driving through dark alleys, zooming past street lights as their green and amber colors reflected on our spectacles. Hiding behind industrial trash containers to get a glimpse of the often ordinary activities of our pursued.

That was until the night of September 14, 2031.

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We were sent on a mission to restore life on Mars. That’s all I can remember now. My previous life is now only a vague half memory seeping constantly away.

I have been orbiting Earth for three hundred years. Life support systems are still operational. The radio transmitter is still out of my reach. My escape pod trajectory is still in orbit.

Something went wrong. We had just left the atmosphere and there was an explosion on the ship. One of my team mates must have put me in here. He must have thought he was saving my life, giving me another chance, being a good friend, doing the right thing. But it didn’t turn out that way.

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I am writing this on Monday, the 16th of September 2013, at 13:13.

This will be the last time I leave a record of my life here. I am done with my current life, I cannot bear it anymore. Most people to read this won’t believe what I‘m about to write. I’m going to describe what I know anyway. Please keep an open mind and understand that I chose this path.

I have a found a way to live the life I want, the life I could not achieve here in this world. In this wretched reality. I have been experimenting with deep sleep consciousness for the last nine years. Training. Expanding my knowledge.

The simple truth is that sleeping is not what it seems, or at least it‘s not what we make it out to be. I know this will sound crazy, impossible, the deranged thoughts of a depressed fool. I thought I was crazy for the longest time. But now I have evidence to the contrary. I’ve brought back memories and knowledge from other places. I‘ve reached the point where I‘m always conscious, sleep is nothing but the entering of different worlds for me now. Accomplishing this is no easy task, and even I fail at times. It‘s the hyper-consciousness that‘s difficult. It‘s hard to obtain it and hard to keep it. But I‘ve made it. It‘s possible.

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