I dreamed I was lying in bed dreaming. I was able to see the dream, not the dream of lying in bed, but the dream my dream self had lying in bed. That dream was as ordinary as a day at work. No one chased me through narrow alleys, no rock-slide full of bouncing boulders tumbled toward my house, no wandering naked in the neon lit jungle of a city. Just a dream in which I got out of bed and went in the bathroom to shave. In the mirror, I could see, not my face, but an elephant receding into the distance. A big smile covered its hind end. What was I to think? What would anyone think of such an...

Lead Story: Newsplay Tonite: U.R.B. gang kick squads carrying illegal CO/MA guns are taking high level suits hostage: Free lance agents, Tarker Guth and Ned Fred, accept the mission: Investigate U.R.B.: Guth and Ned Fred, spark suits intact, hit the mac and head out into the bug storms, scanning the channels for U.R.B. action: U.R.B. is the question: A steel edged boot to the jaw is the answer: Toke a Lone Ranger 90/10 and follow Guth and Ned Fred into the depths of the new world order: Replacement therapy: Edge city: Body terminals: Eel dragonflies: Totally brutal hard darg. A sci-fi noir...