Mall From Hell

I had a dream last night that I was in a strange town shopping with my father in what was nearly a never ending mall.  It had multiple levels and designs that felts like separate worlds.  Somewhere along the line we lost each other and I was very scared.  After getting lost in the mall for what seemed like days, talking to strangers and looking outside only to see brutal storms, I found my way home.  My father arrived home a few days after, only to inform me that my mother had died.  He was so unmoved by the whole situation that it shook me to the core, more than the sad news itself.  I could not believe his audacity and asked him why it meant nothing to him but before I could get an answer, I woke up.