I am living in a large, sprawling apartment building, and am awakened by loud music in another room. I come out to find its source.

There are people all over, partying, many of them girls in bikinis. Mark is there, talking to them. One of the girls talks to me, and it seems I tell her that I can't chat, I'm not up for partying, I'm just looking for the source of the music. She says it's ok, she already eBayed me.

New scene, Bryan arrives with a CD or DVD or cassette of Handstand Skeleton, that I apparently produced some while back. It has a familiar picture on the cover - something pale, with the look of ancient greek or something - and on the inside, some text that apparently was mistakenly inherited from some other project I was working on at the time. I'm very excited to have this source material, as I have lost it and not heard it since.