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In December twenty twenty three, a thirty two year old
British train driver named Oliver Alvis went to bed in
his four bedroom house in Wiltshire, England, expecting to wake
up refreshed for his morning shift. Sleep never came that night,
or the next, or any night since. According to Oliver
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and the medical documentation he shared with journalists, he has
not experienced a single moment of unconsciousness in nearly two years,
a claim that should be biologically impossible. The human body
typically shuts down after just days without sleep. Laboratory animals
die within weeks when forcibly kept awake. Yet Oliver remains alive,
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trapped in what he calls a permanent state of emergency alertness.
Even surgical and esthetics that should render him unconscious have failed.
Turkish doctors recorded themselves administering doses apropofol well that would
knock out any normal person, only to watch Oliver continue
chatting with them minutes later. What started as a successful
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young man's inexplicable insomnia has become a medical mystery, the
challenges our understanding of human survival. Oliver is sold his house,
lost his career, and spent his life savings, traveling the
world in search of answers that no doctor seems to
be able to provide. I'm Darren Marler and this is
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Weird Darkness. Welcome weirdos. This is Weird Darkness. Here you'll
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up in this episode, a British train driver claims he
has not slept a single second since December twenty twenty three,
defying medical science that says humans can't survive more than
a few weeks without sleep. So bolt your doors, lock
your windows, turn off your lights, and come with me
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into the weird Darkness. Sleep arrives for most people without
thought or effort. The body grows heavy, consciousness fades, and
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morning comes after hours of restorative darkness. This basic human function,
as automatic as breathing, has completely abandoned. One man in Wiltshire, England,
Oliver Alvis, came home from his shift as a train
driver on a December evening in twenty twenty three. The
thirty year old went to bed as usual in his
four bedroom house, the one he'd paid off, completely through
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years of careful savings and property renovation. Sleep didn't come
that night. He figured work stress and wound him up.
These things happen. The next night brought the same wakeful darkness.
Then another days stretched into weeks. Oliver noticed something particularly
strange about his insomnia. Drowsiness never arrived. His brain, for
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some reason stayed locked in a state of high alert,
as if someone had just flipped a switch to permanent
emergency mode and then broken off the handle. January fifth,
twenty twenty four, marked his final shift driving trains for
Great Western Railway. After more than a week without any sleep,
Oliver recognized the danger he posed to passengers. The responsible
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young man who had risen through the ranks from ticketingscor
to driver at just eighteen years old, walked away from
the career that he'd built over a decade because he
thought people's lives might be in danger. Before December twenty
twenty three, Oliver embodied the Kindest success Story estate agent's
feature in promotional videos. The company Purple Bricks actually did
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use him in one of their campaigns, showcasing how he
had bought, renovated, and sold properties throughout his twenties while
working full time on the railways A pretty impressive feat.
He owned his own light aircraft, held licenses for powerboats
and motorcycles, and was training for aerobatic performances at air shows.
A pretty impressive guy. His mother, Jill, describes the son
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who moved back into her home in early twenty twenty
four as unrecognizable from the ambitious young man who had
once filled every minute with productive activity. Oliver had never
touched alcohol, cigarettes, or drugs. He trained the gym daily
and spent his free time outdoors. His six siblings had
watched him build his life through what his parents, a
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retired police sergeant and a writing instructor, had taught them
about discipline and public service. The relationship with his girlfriend
sadly ended when she wanted children. Oliver told her he
couldn't possibly be a loving and attentive father in his
current state, so she moved on and found someone else.
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Oliver describes his body as feeling like it burns from
the inside. The sensation resembles wearing an iron suit that
grows heavier each day. His joints scream with pain that
never dulls because sleep never arrives to reset his nervous system.
Walking in a straight line has become impossible. His balance system,
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deprived of the recalibration that occurs during sleep, sends him stumbling.
His eyes feel as though they are melting out of
his skull. This isn't poetic exaggeration. It's just his attempt
to describe the specific sensation of ocular muscles that have
not relaxed in months. His vision has deteriorated significantly. Food
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moves through his digestive system wrong. His body is not
able to perform the regulatory functions that typically occur only
during sleep. The pressure inside his head builds without release.
Oliver compares it to the worst headache imaginable except headaches
eventually end. This pressure has continued building for twenty one
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months straight. The local GP practice in Chippenham has seen
Oliver regularly since January twenty twenty four. He is consulted
with every doctor in the busy surgery. One suggested lighting
a candle and relaxing, another called him delusional. A third
finally told him directly that the practice had exhausted their
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options and have grown tired of his calls. When Oliver
asked where people with serious sleep disorders go for help,
then the doctor's response chilled him. They said, those people
stop calling. The NHS referred him to a psychiatrist who
admitted complete bewilderment himself. Oliver has now consulted over fifty
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medical professionals across multiple specialties. Diagnoses have included PTSD from
witnessing a suicide and attempted suicide during his railway career,
chronic fatigue syndrome fibromyalgia. The Royal United Hospital in Bath
advised him to pace himself and rest between activities, a
cruel recommendation seeing as he can't rest. After selling his house,
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Oliver began spending tens of thousands of pounds pursuing treatment
across the globe. The list reads like a catalog of
human desperation. Cognitive behavioral therapy, hypnotherapy, sound baths, Chinese massage, meditation, retreats, acupuncture.
Doctors prescribed benzodiazepines, the powerful sedatives that are used for
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severe anxiety, and then came stronger sleeping pills, opioids, heavy painkillers.
Columbia called him in June twenty twenty four. He flew
there to take ayahuasca with a shaman, risking the potential
fatal effects of the hallucinogenic plant medicine that some claim
can heal depression and trauma. The powerful brew had absolutely
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zero effect on Oliver's consciousness. The country of Turkey came next.
Doctors there performed a stellate ganglion block, injecting his neck
multiple times to modulate what they suspected was an overactive
nervous system. When that failed, a sympathetic physician agreed to
administer propofol, the surgical anesthetic that killed Michael Jackson when
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he overdosed on it. The video Oliver recorded shows the
Turkish medical team injecting the anesthetic directly into his vein.
The doctor's laughter of disbelief fills the room as Oliver
remains completely conscious, adding normally, despite receiving enough propifal to
render any normal person unconscious for surgery. Within thirty minutes,
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Oliver was having lunch with the shocked medical team. Professor Guyleisner,
one of Britain's leading neurologists and author of the book
The Nocturnal Brain, states bluntly that total insomnia is considered fatal.
Laboratory studies have shown consistent results in animals dogs kept
awake through external means invariably die within seventeen days. Rats
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last a little longer, up to thirty two days before
their bodies shut down completely. The longest documented case of
voluntary sleep deprivation for a human belongs to Randy Gardner,
who stayed awake for eleven days and twenty five minutes
in nineteen sixty three as part of a high school
science fair project. By day three, Gardner experienced irritability, anxiety, depression,
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even hallucinations. Modern sleep researchers consider that experiment dangerously reckless,
and now refuse to sanction any attempts to break his record.
Normal humans experiencing seventy two hours without sleep begin showing
signs of psychosis. The brain, deprived of its nightly maintenance cycle,
starts misfiring toxins to get cleared during sleep, build up
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a narrow tissue, The immune system crashes, cognitive function deteriorates rapidly.
Yet Oliver has allegedly maintained consciousness for nearly seven hundred days.
Several doctors have suggested Oliver might experience paradoxical insomnia, also
called sleep state misperception. Patients with this condition achieve light
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sleep that registers on brain scans. But their conscious experience
remains one of full wakefulness. They genuinely believe and feel
that they have not slept, even as their brain waves
show that they have. Oliver rejects this diagnosis. He insists
his experience differs fundation mentally from feeling awake while actually sleeping.
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He remains alert every second of every day and night,
never experiencing even the brief micro sleeps that typically occur
in severe sleep deprivation. The physical deterioration of his body
supports his claim that something beyond sleep misperception is afflicting him.
The accumulated damage resembles what researchers observe in animals during
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forced wakefulness experiments, not the relatively mild effects seen in
paradoxical insomnia patients. Oliver now travels constantly, pursuing any lead
that might offer relief. His current stop in India represents
just the latest in an odyssey that's taken him across Europe,
South America, and Asia. He walks city streets at night,
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actually envying the homeless who can sleep in the doorways.
He's told his mother that he would trade places with
them in a heartbeat, give up every remaining penny that
he has just to experience unconsciousness again. Friends and family
watch helplessly as Oliver deteriorates. His mother, Jill, tried staying
awake with him through the nights when he first moved home,
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talking to him to keep him company through the dark hours.
She couldn't maintain it for long, though her body demanded sleep,
even as her sons rejected it. Oliver has begun speaking
publicly about his condition, hoping to reach researchers or specialists
who might recognize his symptoms. He has offered to pay
for extended observation in sleep laboratories. He's volunteered to undergo
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any experimental treatment, no matter how unproven or risky. His
emails to sleep researchers and neuroscientists around the world largely
go unanswered. The medical establishment seems unwilling to engage with
the case that violates fundamental assumptions about human biology. If
Oliver truly has not slept in two years, he challenges
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everything medicine thinks it knows about the necessity of sleep
for survival. Some doctors have suggested his survival itself proves
he must be achieving some form of rest, even if
he doesn't perceive it. Others wonder if his case represents
an entirely new condition, perhaps a mutation or adaptation that
allows consciousness to continue without traditional sleep. Most simply don't
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believe his story. Reading a book brings no pleasure. Movies
play out meaninglessly before eyes that never rest. Food tastes
like nothing to a brain that cannot reset its sensory processing.
Oliver describes existing in a world drained of meaning, where
nothing provides enjoyment or even momentary distraction. He speaks carefully
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about understanding why people experiencing unbearable suffering might wish for death.
He clarifies he doesn't want to die, but admits uncertainty
about how much longer he can endure this. The physical
pain combines with a loneliness he calls desperate. He believes
he's the only person on earth experiencing this particular form
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of torture. His voice breaks during phone conversations. He apologizes
for crying, embarrassed by the emotion, even as his situation
would break anyone. Some days, he lacks the energy to
speak at all, despite never feeling tired. The exhaustion runs
deeper than sleepiness, a depletion at the cellular level that
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rest cannot cure because rest never comes. Medical documentation seen
by reporters confirms Oliver's extensive consultations with health care providers
across the UK. Hospital admissions, psychiatric evaluations, specialist referrals. They
all paint a picture of a healthcare system that is
tried and failed to help him. His resistance to anesthetics
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particularly puzzles doctors. The doses of propofol that left him
conscious should have induced deep on consciousness. Some speculate his
brain might process these drugs differently, perhaps breaking them down
too quickly or failing to bind them to the appropriate receptors.
The videos from Turkey show clear evidence that something unusual
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occurs when Oliver receives sedatives. Multiple medical professionals witness his
continued consciousness despite doses that would normally require careful monitoring
to prevent respiratory suppression. The anesthesiologist's shocked expression speaks volumes
about how far outside normal medical experience Oliver's condition falls.
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Oliver continues searching, His money dwindles with each failed treatment,
each plane ticket to another specialist who ultimately throws up
their hands in defeat. The motivated young man who once
performed aerobatic maneuvers in his aircraft now celebrates managing to
shower without collapsing. The train driver who safely transported thousands
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of passengers can no longer trust himself to navigate a
grocery store by himself. The athlete who hit the gym
daily now needs helps banding after his muscles sees up
on him. His family watches him disappear peace by peace,
not into unconsciousness, though that would bring relief, but into
a kind of living erosion, where each wakeful hour scrapes away.
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Another fragment of who Oliver Elvis used to be. His
mother speaks of the sun with the dimpled smile and
bright eyes, who had the world at his feet, using
past tense when speaking, is because that person seems unreachable. Now.
Twenty one months have passed since that December night when
sleep simply didn't arrive. Seven hundred days of continuous consciousness.
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If Oliver's experience reflects reality, the number itself seems impossible.
Yet here remains a man whose suffering appears genuine, whose
physical deterioration follows documented patterns of extreme sleep deprivation. Somewhere
in the world there might exist a researcher who recognizes
these symptoms, a doctor who is seen this before, A
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scientist who understands what keeps Oliver's consciousness burning when it
should have extinguished months ago. Until that person steps forward,
Oliver Elvis continues his impossible existence, forever awake in a
world built for creatures who sleep. Thanks for listening. If
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now that we're coming out of the dark, I'll leave
you with a little light Psalm four, verse eight. In peace,
I will lie down and sleep for you alone. Lord,
make me dwell in safety. And a final thought, the
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worst thing in the world is to try to sleep
and not to f Scott Fitzgerald. I'm Darren Marler. Thanks
for joining me in the weird darkness.