Since I had always felt particularly sorry for people who suffered from frightening dreams and delusions, I wanted to wake the poor man up. Suddenly I withdrew my hand ready to shake him, excited for what I was about to do. At that moment I became intensely aware of the fact that no dream, no matter how horrible, could be as bad as the reality of the field that surrounded us and to which I was about to recall him. Frankl is talking about the fact that the field is so terrible that no human nightmare could ever come close to it. He did nothing but wake the man, because he thinks it would be better to sleep so as not to bring him back to the reality of