He had not done well but he did not expect to fail so devastatingly. He went blank for an instant as he sensed the awkward sympathetic glances on him. He smiled as if nothing had happened.

The unconscious laughed.

He stood petrified as his boss yelled at him. At dinner his cook trembled as he berated her cooking. He felt good.

The unconscious laughed.

His was a life of celibacy. Because of religious compulsions. His attractive teenage neighbour girl would always give him a bright greeting as they passed each other on the stairs. He smugly thought that she was sexually attracted to him.

The unconscious laughed.

He would rage against gays. He was obsessed with hating them. He caught himself looking at a good looking male. And in a flash his mind hurled merciless jibes at that guy. He felt pleased with himself.

The unconscious laughed.

He always claimed that he had had an happy childhood. He did not have any memories of being abused.