I had this strange dream, about two girls, around my age. * One lived in the Boston area, like I do. Her name was Jeanna. She was an MIT&T student, a hacker/decker, and nearly an orphan, though she ran away from her parents. She had a really odd life. She got involved with some interesting people, and went on a Shadowrun to try and get some extra cash. They ended up running for their lives in a [magically-powered van going 600 MPH]. She was captured by hover-tanks that said "Ren-Raku" on the sides, but the three people who survived the crash weren't in a Ren-Raku facility. They were in a dark, dank cell, **underneath** the *Super Secret Underground Holding Facility*. *While there, they were visited by a man dressed all in white, who came in through the ceiling. He handed them (us?) a package of magical fetishes, telling us to return them to SilverTech, otherwise the [cortex bombs] in our heads would go off. We escaped from the cell, into the [Cedar Krup Secret Facility #47], when the staff there saw the [watcher spirit]s that our comrades had been sending to find us going through an otherwise unobtrusive wall of their secret facility. When they knocked a hole in the wall, they found us, and put us into a "hospital". The hospital wasn't really there--it was some sort of weird bubble thing that was feeding us something called SimSense (like total immersion VR, I think). Then escaped, attempted to return the magic items, and watched as SilverTech was blown into Astral Space. It was the weirdest thing, too--the whole building was solid in the Astral plane. (That's not supposed to happen). Her parents then, having heard about the crash, came after her/me, trying to protect us from all the crazy people with guns, or something. We ended up still holding the fetishes, since there was nowhere physical to return them to. but they then exploded in a beacon of astrally-active smoke, inside a safe-deposit box.