Facade wrenches her eyes off the spectacle of Haven floating off on a mountain of dirt.
"Huh? Oh. Right."
She shakes her head. "Probably not much of an issue now...if that doesn't provoke a reaction, hard to imagine what will. Anyway, my idea was that if this isn't real...if this is being created for us and somehow implanted in our brains, either with some kind of magic power like we have, or some other process...it's very likely that we can overload it by changing how we perceive things."
She looks back up at Haven's retreating form.
"We're truly aware of so little of our environment. We naturally reduce information that's normally useless into sort of...mental icons. When we look at a tree, we don't really SEE the tree. We see a placeholder that represents 'tree.' Saves us time that we need to pay attention to important things, like each other and so on."
"But any technique used to fool our brains into believing in a false reality would probably depend on that kind of perceptual filter to reduce its need for resources. Regardless of whether a person or machine is providing this information to us, there have to be limits to the amount it can provide at once. If we force the system to this limit, or even close to it, it may no longer have enough resources to operate correctly. We could expose flaws...gaps. We might even be able to cause enough problems to force it to stop, thus letting us return to real consciousness."