I’ve just had the most hallucinatory, dirty, dangerous, cyberpunkish and bizzare narrative based dream and I’m trying to decide if I should try like hell to hold onto these sense impressions and images or just let them sink.

out of the fragments I can pick one or two things that I feel able to describe. Part of the dream took part in the episode selection level of quake, there was something of a nervous system immersion thing going on with the players, whose dialogue was largely to do with some urban/digital underground scene that bordered on the illegal. There was a very real possibility to death. At one point there was a police raid, during which I ducked out back into the real world to track down this girl who I had met earlier but whose connection had been cut, to let her know what was going on. She was interning at some tech office. When we dived back in the government agents were completely out of their minds, as if they were high on pcp, and had performed surgery on one of their prisoners, a close friend of the intern, and replaced her head with that of a parrot. There was blood everywhere. Her actual head was slithering about on metal snake-like protrusion coming out of her neck, like a symbolic representation of her spinal column, howling in agonising pain – like she was dying in stuttering, artifact-laden slow motion.

I got the impression that this subculture looked to the past (our present and near-past) for its iconography, slang, and references.