Post-pate nightmares

I am Captain Kirk, the protector of the Moon. A thriving city lives there- protected from meteors with what we call a band shield. It swings in an arc over the buildings, a perfect band. Something falls in the distance- crawling through the lunar dust.

It takes shape in an alley and strikes out- my navigator- some sort of potato like being, is struck. The alien presence takes over his mind. He threatens his fellow bridge officers, Kylie Minogue and some squat, green, rectangular creature who sits at Com. It strikes out at Kylie with a swift flicker of dark shadow- she's stunned. I pick her up in my arms- cradle her. I know it is a dream, but her body feels so life-like there, she is tiny and fragile and she presses close to me for protection, I brush my lips against her cheek- then turn to face the being.