My imagination is corrupt!

I wish I had interesting dreams that weren't completely derivative. Last night I had a dream that was (somehow) a combination of Starcraft, Kingdom Hearts, Ratchet and Clank, and the book 'Distraction' by Bruce Sterling, set in (a system of Tomb-Raider like catacombs under) Israel during a civil war.

The climax was me talking really fast and trying to convince the UN overseer that the preparations I was making to set off a pair of nuclear bombs and kill everyone (since my side was losing) were safety precautions to prevent the pair of 'atomic rocket boosters' from releasing radioactive material. I woke up before I found out whether or not I suceeded.