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William, who's now a Christian (though in real life is an Atheist), comes into the living room and sits on the couch beside me, just as we are asking Rachel which of the guys in the photos she fancies. When Rachel tells us which one it is, it just so happens he is a Christian - I joke to Rachel "oh, you're into Christian boys now are you?" and someone tells me to remember that William is a Christian and I should be careful what I say.

Then I'm in space and can see a massive spaceship. The population aboard are starving, so parts of the ship with people in it are being eliminated to allow more food for the survivors. I see cartoon characters floating out of the parts of the ship that are being destroyed.
I am going to be eliminated too, but something saves me and asks if I'm okay with being saved, reminding me I'll have a hangover tomorrow if I am. "Oh I'm sure you don't mind", says the something, whilst opening up a teleporter to teleport me to safety.

I'm in my bedroom, sitting at the floor at the bottom of my bed with my pillow. Strange mites start to come out of the pillow and I wake up.

[I perform a cheeky DEILD, visualising myself again with the pillow (but without the mites, I didn't like them )]

I'm back in the dream on the floor with my pillow. Thankfully there are no more mites. I look at my palms and indeed they look strange, but I can hardly see them because it's dark - I feel I need some light to help stabilise the dream.
I feel anxious, though I try to stay calm, breath deeply and focus on the surrounding environment but it doesn't really help.
I let myself float up to a standing position in order to walk to the light switch. When I see it, I remember from previous experience that switches don't tend to work in dreams, so I calmly speak "light on" and indeed the bedroom light does come on, albeit dimly. Unfortunately it isn't light enough to see my palms properly - I wake up quite quickly after that.

[Upon waking I attempt an SSILD but fail - I can't get comfy and I can't get back to sleep for about an hour anyway. It might be to do with the alcohol drinking during festivites, even though I hadn't drunk anything the day of this dream.]