A Dream?

What I thought was only a dream, no, a nightmare, was really the truth of a sick and twisted world that we had been unknowingly creating for decades. We had no knowledge nor memory of when we were put into this world or when we were chosen for the test. All we know is that we need to find a way to escape this sick world.
For if we don't, it would be the end of society and the world as we knew it. This is one sick world we've created, isn't it? Although in some sick and twisted way, it was beautiful. As though all the psychos, demons, and evil doers had been put into one world and given one rule, the only guideline in which they had to follow. Survive. No matter what.