It started off as some sort of space exploration thing, nearing the edge of the sun. There were space ships and space stations, but they all look like they can fall apart.

Then for one reason of another, I ended up back at a nice house where I was dating someone by the name of Becky, who didn't look like Becky, but she turned out to be an alien wanting to kill me and eat my flesh to satisfy her hunger.
It started off as a knife fight, except she was the one holding the knife. All I had were my arms, trying to jump away. I grabbed a trash can lid to fend her off her knife attacks. She also grabbed a garbage can lid...while still armed with her knife. Eventually I won. I was held by other people while Ken, who didn't look like Ken, went for my face with a hot iron. I struggled free. Ken apparently was also an alien wanting to kill me and eat my flesh to satisfy his hunger.

I left the house walking towards my car. I was closely followed by Ken, who I guess was making sure that I left and never came back.

My comforter was in the wash last night and I felt a little too cold which probably resulted in this strange dream.