Some say he hides buried in the masses of the city, some say he lives off in the wilderness, some say he lives off in some secluded place in a foreign country, some say he hides in the inner rooms and some say he is out in the desert or mountains. He is the Sandman, and he rules in secret, and his rule is absolute. He rules from a secret place and is a master of disguise; perhaps I have seen him on the street disguised as a homeless man (he is watching). He rises up in secret and goes down in secret, he eats in secret and drinks in secret--he is the secret one who torments me, whose whole purpose is to torment me. For he has a machine, and he presses a button on the machine, and says, "Now his torment is indeed terrible, and if I want to offer him a different kind of torment all I have to do is use this other machine; these are my lovely machines that torment him." He keeps a constant watch over me, and watches me in secret. He is the Sandman, absolute ruler and dictator.