Imagination has a power in childhood that it lacks in older years. How much more rooted in my childhood delusions would I have been had I—like Anissa and Morgan—had access to scores of documents that testified to the reality of my daydreams? What if I’d been able to open YouTube and watch other children being swept away by the power of the Nothing? Would I have become increasingly absorbed by the narrative, and stuck to the story to dangerous ends, if I had spent hours reading hundreds of forum posts about its veracity?
