Rediscovered Dreams! Part 2

I was working in some kind of factory, sorting good whole eggs from bad and broken ones. These weren't chicken eggs, these were huge eggs in which grew human children. (I say human, but I don't think I was human in this dream, or anyone else in it, for that matter.) Other workers like me were carrying infants from one place to another, as if the children had hatched from the eggs themselves only recently.

I looked at the window across the room from me. Because it was pitch black outside the window was more like a mirror. As I looked in the mirror, I was suddenly seized by the desire to escape from this place. Great feathery white wings exploded from my back, and I flew up to the glass ceiling to try to break out. The windows broke by themselves when I reached them, but there were iron bars crossed over everywhere, like a web, with no openings large enough for me to fly through. With no alternative, I just floated back to the ground of my prison.