Dream, night of 20.2. to 21.2.
The first memory I can recover is how I and an archeologist were using an orbital elevator. It was small, about the size of a regular elevator, green, and was somehow moving diagonally instead of straight up. We arrived in orbit on a luxury cruiser. But then another ship appeared. It could transform into a dinosaur mecha (though it didn't) and shot down the cruiser.
The attacking cruiser was affilated with the CIS (Star Wars), and Obi-Wan arrived to investigate and neutralize that ship. It turns out I am one of his padawans, and another Padawan was coming with him.
The planet below us was sort of a Space North Korea. The planetary ruler was a tyrannical dictator. A revolution was overthrowing him, but this was mostly background though.
Obi-Wan and us eventually discovered that the planet was an old Rakata temporal research world, and one continent was absolutely covered with temporal anomalies. Some of them remains of research accidents, some were deliberate safety and security measures to contain the former. The area was separated into square cells (some just a few metres wide), and each of them existed in a different timeline. We witnessed the revolution in the city from far away twice.
The archaeologist, who had figured all this out years ago and was now guarding the facilities, gave a speech to the about twenty/thirty people who were interested in what the Rakata did here. She explained how these temporal cells worked and also revealed the prize: the Omega Bomb, a Rakata temporal WMD. Fleet-killer scale, so could have been worse, but still very relevant for the ongoing Clone War.
One group of the people present were Sith, and the presentation was interrupted by one of their companions, who suddenly collapsed. He wore a long coat, and something like mold started appearing in one spot on the coat and spread. It was clear he was deathly ill. I was trying to heal him with the Force, but the head Sith (religiopolitical disagreements be, he wasn't going to turn away help for his dying friend) directed me to the mold on his coat. I drew a modern-day pistol, and he instructed me to shoot the mold. I was unfamiliar with the pistol, and it took an agonizingly long time for me to remove the safety and press the trigger. In that time, the mold had grown to cover the entire coat (Yes, the mold was on the coat only. The man in the coat was still affected and dying. No idea)
It was clear that the man couldn't be saved anymore. I was feeling very guilty that my slowness had allowed the mold to spread. The Sith didn't say anything though. When I was down to the last bullet, he told me to instead shoot his friend in the temple, to make an end to his illness. Then Kyuubey (from PMMM) was sitting next to us. It was obvious that the Sith would make a wish for his friend to recover and live, but I didn't want another person to fall into Kyuubey's clutches. I was somehow already one of his thralls, so I asked Kyuubey instead. (I have not watched PMMM, so some things might be different in the show, like the next bit.) It was that after our grand first Wish, we could still ask further wishes. There was still a cost, though. The cost for him to be fully healed and revived I considered too high for me. I didn't say that of course. Instead I asked for him to die in peace, and Kyuubey granted that wish.
I was feeling miserable with guilt, that I was so slow with the pistol and let the mold spread, and that I was too egoistical to wish for recovery and instead went for the discount peaceful death. Then I woke up.