We floated along and finally came upon a circle K store and looked inside and to our horror, the place was being robbed. We drifted through the wall into the store. As we hovered there against the ceiling, Dave said to me: mom, wouldn’t it be nice if we could do something about this. I said, yes it would be nice if we could blast him to kingdom come. At that very moment a blast of wind came out of nowhere and began to churn the store up. People went splat against the walls, some were impaled by flying glass or beams and rafters and grocery items. The would be robber was blasted through a whole in the wall into oblivion. Lets get out of here, said Dave. I agreed, yes I think that we had better.

So we drifted further on down the street until we came upon a bunch of people standing on a corner crowded around each other in close knit fashion, we floated over to see what was going on. There in the middle of the crowd was a flashy dressed man collecting money and passing out little white balls. Mom, my husband said, I do believe that that SOB is selling dope. Yea said I wouldn’t it be nice if that stuff turned on them and just ate them up. Well at that very moment those little white balls came to life and started attacking their owners, gnawing on hands and growing as they ate. Soon the balls had gorged themselves on all the dopers. Well the newness of all of this floating plus the excitement had rather fatigued us so we decided to rest for a while. We found a near by light post and hung ourselves across it to take a rest. Being dead, we did not need to sleep.