nightmare

I’m walking in a channel of filthy water maybe 15 feet wide. The sides are lines with vendors of nasty looking things like water-logged veggies, diseased looking stuff, or they’re prostitutes. I’m looking for J.J. who has the nickname raspberry(?). I get out of the channel and sneak through a door where I find doctors performing tests on a woman. I realize that, here, there are no regulations on this sort of thing and I sense that she’s being tortured.