She was right.

We can't beat them.

But we don't have to lose to them either.

Maybe there's a way to stop them from winning.

He, the ever-present silent observer, watching me at all times,
even when I can't see him,
listening in on our conversations.

He's always a step ahead of me, 'cause he is me.

Maybe he's the key to this.

Maybe he's always been the key to this.

What if I could be the silent observer?

 In middle school, I took a Visual Basic class.

I remember my friend telling me about a technique 
he used to induce lucid dreams so he could study in his sleep.

You lie in bed and repeat this mantra in your head: 

Mind awake.

Body asleep.

Mind awake.

Body asleep.

You're in this with me, so it'll work better if we do it together.

Just say it with me.

Mind awake.

Body asleep.

Mind awake.

Body asleep.

Mind awake.

Body asleep.

Mind awake.

Body asleep.

Mind awake.

Body asleep.

Mind awake.

Body asleep.

Mind awake.

Body asleep.

Mind awake.

Body asleep.