Lucid Time!

It all began with me making my way through the woods. I cannot entirely remember what was happening but it had something to do with looking for a small package in the woods. I found it eventually.
I began making my way back to wherever I had come from. I fell and tripped on a vine that was covered in thorns, and cut my ankle pretty bad.
Eventually, I made my way out of the forest. There was a large desert opening out in front of me. About a quarter mile into the desert there was a small sandstone outcropping with (get this) a submarine on it.
The submarine was old and rusted, with holes in the hull as though it had been there for years. It was leaning into the rocky outcropping with the tail end going up at roughly a thirty degree angle.
The entire thing was in a huge desert or salt flat, surrounded by woodland.
I made my way inside the submarine, into a large open room inside the submarine. The story came into my mind. This was taking place after an apocalypse and some of the last human survivors used this submarine as a city to live out of. Because the submarine was so old, people had rebuilt parts of it using scrap metal.
Because the submarine was on a slant, the floor had to be built in steps to remain level.
It started raining outside, and because of the holes in the hull, it was difficult to find a place that was dry. At the same time, some culinary students were using the submarine to hold a banquet, and I was having difficulty finding a seat that would get me out of the rain.
I eventually settled on a set near the kitchen. This part of the submarine had been rebuilt using scrap metal and was warm from all of the stoves and ovens that were deeper inside.
After I had eaten, I went back outside. The rain had stopped. Just outside the submarine, and down the rocky outcropping my cousins were there, and had set up a card playing table.
We were all playing YuGiOh, (I don't even like YuGiOh) and I sat down to play with them. My dad was there and he told me that (enter dream logic) my YuGiOh cards held a mystical key to rebuilding the earth after the apocalypse.
Just as he told me that, someone up on the submarine came out onto a scrap metal balcony and yelled that there was a fire, and that the nuclear reactor on the submarine would go critical and explode.
I started running.
I continually looked over my shoulder. I could see the other people who had lived in the submarine who were evacuating on cars and pickup trucks made out of scrap metal. The fire was spreading rather quickly, despite there being nothing flammable on the submarine.
I realized I had forgotten my YuGiOh cards. (Remember these were somehow important for rebuilding after the apocalypse.) I saw my dad running after me, only about 100 feet behind me.
The entire submarine was engulfed in flames by now. I could only wonder how big the blast would be, and how much longer before the blast would happen.
Boom!
A massive (yet beautiful and realistic, for a dream) nuclear explosion. A blast wave of sand rippled through the ground. I was still running, and watching as the wave got closer. When it hit, I simply ducked down and pulled the hood from my jacket over my head.
I stood up. There was a hip-deep dust cloud as far as I could see in every direction. The nuclear blast was now a thin column of smoke, distant in the sky. I looked around.
My father stood up, Triumphantly holding the YuGiOh cards. I woke up.

I want to come back and edit this, explain it a little more clearly. I remembered most of all of the important details for this dream, but I just think that the wording for some parts of this DJ entry is rubbing me the wrong way.