The dream between the dreams

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Between my first dream of doing math wrong for a ladder coming through my
ceiling and my second dream of being chased into a very strange bathroom, I
had a second dream.

I did not get up to write this one down, so it is the least clear of the
three.
What I do remember is that it involved a shopping mall being built at a
prison.  It was part of an initiative to give the prisoners customer
service skills and raise money for the prison at the same time.
It looked more like an old factory to me than a prison, except there were
places you had to go through metal detectors and there were fences and
barbed wire.
I remember going through the old brick hallways, down some stairs to a
waiting room where you had to go through security to get in.  On the other
side of the metal detectors was what looked like a normal shopping mall.

That’s all I remember.
But, I do remember waking up and thinking it had been very strange.