Smiley's Dream Log #23 - Trapped in a Building

(This dream's premise feels somewhat similar to a game I played recently—Changed—and I wouldn't be surprised if the game had to do with me having it.)

I was living in a building with hundreds of other people. This building was special, however, in that we couldn't leave it. Ever. We were born in here and will die in here. The building was some kind of tower; kind of like a skyscraper with a round top. It had a leader, who currently was a girl my age. She was very tyrannic and did not want anyone to leave.
I saw a girl who wanted to escape, and I couldn't blame her. I assembled a team of people who all wanted to go and were willing to help. It consisted of the girl, a large, black guy, and a small, space rover-like robot.
We stole a lift pass from a worker, which let us get onto the higher floors that had scientists working on them, and were normally off-limits. We entered the restroom (which was mixed-gender, for some reason, and still had exposed urinals). I noticed there was a door leading out to a balcony, so I went and took a look outside. It was an intersection in a town. I wasn't very far from the ground; maybe a story high. Life outside still seemed to exist. The streets seemed pretty barren, as I didn't see any people walking around, but I did spot two cars pass by over the course of around two minutes.

Suddenly, nature called, and even though there were a good number of people inside, both male and female, I took a small rubbish bin to the middle of the room and…yeah.
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