As I had always felt particularly sorry for people who suffered from frightening dreams and delusions, I wanted to wake the poor thing man. Suddenly, I pulled away the hand that was about to shake him, afraid of what I was going to do. In that moment, I became acutely aware of the fact that no dream, no matter how horrible, could be as bad as the reality of the camp around us and into which I would recall him. Frankl says the camp is so bad that no human nightmare could ever come close. He didn't want to wake the man, because he thinks he would be better off sleeping through it so as not to bring him back to the reality of the situation.