In last night’s dream I was in China where I was taking covert pictures of government doings with a super-small spy camera (about the size of a pen cap). I realized that I was going to be called in and searched and I was desperate to find a place to hide the camera. I had watched my spy companions be tortuted and killed, and I knew I would suffer the same fate if they found my pictures. I wanted to find an item that I could attach the camera to where it would blend in. My last thought before I woke up was that I should clip it to my robotic knee. But I wasn’t sure that they would let me keep my leg–would part of my torture involve stripping me of my mobility?
Oddly enough, I wasn’t really scared about my personal safety–I was only concerned about keeping the photos safe.