Through the viscous gloop of a thousand nightmares I could sense a distant drone on the peripheral of my consciousness. A female voice beckoned me from my slumber in comforting monotone. “Be calm. You are experiencing hibernation shock. Be calm.”
Every muscle tightened and my body was aliv…
And so on to Istanbul with it's seedy opium dens and it's pleasantly scented yet slightly obscene pencils. I hastened to the nearest hash-house, slumped deftly in to the first vacant Bubblebooth and ordered a Hilp of Morrocan Wubwub (a delicate blend that made your face feel like an elephants fa…