And one thing we know is real: horror. It is so real, in fact, that we cannot be sure it could not exist without us. Yes, it needs our imaginations and our consciousness, but it does not ask or require our consent to use them. Indeed, horror operates with complete autonomy. Generating ontological havoc, it is emphatic foam upon which our lives merely float. And, all said, we must face up to it: horror is more real than we are.

Songs of a Dead Dreamer