I dreamed that I was in some dark, urban, industrial-like "I Robot"
universe. well actually it was nothing like Asimov's book,
but this characterization reverberated in my head throughout the dream.

it's fading now...
everyone is trying to talk to me as I enter this.

what had happened was that a set of cyborgs, or robots, had formed
a permament worker underclass in society. as far as I could tell
they weren't economically oppressed just as no rights as individuals.
however that was enough to inspire a movement to correct it.

I got involved when someone tried to turn me into one of these beings.
I guess (this part is fuzzy) it had to do with status and not with
what you really were physically. I ended up getting more and more
parts replaced with mechanical stuff...

this dream was a looping dream. my brain raced through the plot 3 times,
I think. in the later iterations I was only a passive observer and
everything else was happening to others. in the second iterations there
was a plot to [faded] and much planning in a hotel room. there was
a person involved who could and did often pass for a non-mechaniocal.
eventaully she got caught and integrated into the workforce in this
large R&D-like complex.

in the third iteration a new person was introduced, a young idealistic
guy who could also pass for non-mechanical, or perhaps he stgarted out
that way. he ran an underground radio station that supported their
movement. he was very much wanted, and by himself couldn't win against
the police etc. what he ended up doing was melding himself with some
machine that looked more like a torture device the size of a room.
doing so made him have "superhuman" powers.

my brain looped back over that part too. whhat really happened was that
he strapped himself into the device at the center of the room - the brackets
looked like, well, brackets, and a lot of green-coloured current
ran through his body from the electrodes. when it was over, although
he was now, um, enhanced so to speak, he was actually dead in the
sense that his organs were no longer functioning or of use.
it's like he sacrificed his life as a being to continue on as a mechanical.
he chose to do this to move beyond his situation with the police closing in
and to be more effective. everyone in "the cause" treated him like some
sort of redeemer afterwards, as he was now capable of effective physical
action against the institutions that were the root of the unhappiness
pervasive throughout the dream.

the colors in the dream were primarily dark night-colors, except
the hotel room, which was yellowy-sunshine-y afternoon.