I go over to talk to them, and they say they have something to tell me. They inform me that right after Ex-Boyfriend and I broke up, he and Fran slept together.
I don't know what to say, so I try to punch Ex-Boyfriend and fail. Then I leave.
I find myself in a grocery store, and I'm floating high above the ground, only a foot or so below the ceiling. It's a huge store, so the ceiling is tall.
At first I'm enjoying myself, because I can clumsily direct myself around in the air, and I discover quickly that nobody can see me.
After a few moments of exploring my new-found abilities, I see a group of people walk in through that glass doors. I realize that it's a group of my good friends. I know there were more than three of them, but the only three I remember were my real-life friend Luke, and the high school equivalents of Meredith and Christina from "Grey's Anatomy."
When I see them, I realize immediately that I'm dead.
They're here together to support each other, because I've only been dead for a couple of days. I can see it in their faces, and it starts making sense to me why no one can see me, why I'm floating, and why I showed up in this store just as my closest friends arrived.
You'd probably think I'd want to be with them, or fly over near them.
I start drifting towards them, forces out of my control seem to be pulling me against my will. But surprisingly, I don't want to go near my friends. I don't want them to feel my presence. I want to see them sad, I don't want them to know I'm here.
I'm struggling to fly away from my friends, trying to get back up to the ceiling. I like it better there.
Unfortunately, I get close enough for my hand to brush against Luke's arm. He gasps and looks up at the rest of my friends, and says he can feel my presence. I scoff and try harder to get away. My friends start freaking out, trying to see me and trying to talk to me. I don't want to be with them, I don't like the attention, but I can't get away. They're chasing me now, and it's as if I'm swimming through molasses back up to the ceiling.
I'm finally free of the pulling forces and I start flying around the store near the ceiling again, trying to get as far away from my friends as possible. However, they keep catching up to me.
I find my way out after a little while of being chased around the store - there are a bunch of grocery store workers - two of which are Jeff Winger and Senor Chang from "Community" - and they're loading these cheese-pastry-things into a truck by pitching them out a giant open window. I take the opportunity and shoot out the window with the cheese pastries, leaving my friends in the store alone.
As soon I'm out the window I'm free. I fly over some rolling green hills, but I encounter another friend of mine who's dribbling a soccer ball on one of the hills, and get pulled down towards her, too. She senses me, but I get away before she does anything.
I end up in Detroit.
I'm flying around and I see a bunch of billboards advertising an Aubrey Plaza stand-up show. (She's April from "Parks & Rec," but the signs specifically said "Aubrey Plaza.") I end up on the roof of a red brick building, either a club or a restaurant I believe. I perch myself on the four or five-foot high ledge around the roof of the building. When I look down, I see an iPhone in a pink case sitting on the ledge next to me. I unlock the screen and look through a couple of pictures of a kind-of-slutty-looking dark-haired girl, then spontaneously throw the phone off of the roof, because who cares what I do? I'm dead.
That's about it. I think there was some stuff with my mom, but I don't really remember it very much. All in all it was a pretty awesome flying dream, even though I was dead the whole time.
Here's a little bit of Chang for the masses.
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