So part one of this dream was like, almost like dorms, except it was a prison, and maybe it was a prison on a truck. It was long and narrow, though 2 floors, and everything was white-painted metal. Somehow I had a key and was releasing all my friends and we were escaping.

Blah blah blah, Trump is sitting next to me saying a bunch of bullshit. Too bad he's rich and powerful or he'd just be an amusing idiot, I thought to myself. We were on a lift on the side of a very tall and steep hill in the middle of a town. The lift went up on these round rails and stopped. But...I could extend the rails. And make a roller coaster! Holy cow we're so far up I could make a super intense drop oh man oh man this will be rad. I flew down along the course it would take, down around the hill, and sure enough it felt awesome.