it's up to me to save the world
Last night I had a dream that I was commissioned with designing a space ship that would send Our Hero out into the cosmos in search of help. See, we'd depleted all our resources, so we needed to find assistance in the form of a friendly planetary race and/or a New World with all the energy we'd ever need (I can't imagine where I got that plot). The problem was that we'd already passed the point of no return on Earth, so the spaceship had to be able to accelerate and maneuver and get places without any fuel. I think I did a pretty good job, if I do say so. Of course, he would have suffocated in a few hours, but that's a minor point.