"If that there King was to wake," added Tweedledum, "you'd go out-bang!-just like a candle!"
"I shouldn't" Alice exclaimed indignantly. "Besides, if I'm only a sort of thing of his dream, what are you, I should like to know?"
"Ditto," said Tweedledum
"Ditto, ditto!" cried Tweedledee.
He shouted this so loud that Alice couldn't help saying "Hush! You'll be waking him, I'm afraid, if you make so much noise."
"Well, it's no use your talking about waking him," said Tweedledum, "When you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."
| — Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass
For fifteen centuries, the Red King has been asleep, knocked out by a cataclysm so massive that it threw all of history — past and future — into a new pattern. The Red King's servants, the ones who survived the reality quake, slowly shook themselves out of the rubble of their superseded history and began trying to wake him up. For over a century, only the archaeologists, neurolinguists and commandos of Project Sandman have stopped them. Every day the Red King is asleep is a day that history remains familiar, that human beings remain free, that the madness dossier remains closed. And all it costs is the life, the the morals, and the sanity of everyone who works for Project Sandman.
The "Red King" is a Sandman slang term for the entities that once ruled the world, known to archaeologists as the Anunnakku (a species of Sumerian god of demon). Nobody knows for sure if the Anunnakku were aliens, supermen somehow mutated (or evolved) from Homo Sapiens, or just the ruling caste of an unguessably ancient civiliation that somehow mastered the art of control, because before the reality quake, the Red King was in control. Humanity was linguistically programmed to obey his orders, and the orders of his servants. It still is. The Red King's servants use the ancient post-hypnotic blocks and memetic programs in the human subconscious to control us, to hide in plain sight, to bring about their victory. Project Sandman has hacked the human source code, fighting fire with fire... using the minds of the innocent as the burning ground.