So, how did I die?

A/N New story I'm doing about what would happen if I landed in the real good place. Really excited about this. Post-canon. Xx.

I open my eyes, I feel like at this point in time, I would have a headache, but I don't. I feel great. I feel surprisingly comfortable. I look up, it says Welcome! Everything is fine. on the wall, as strange as that is, I don't question it. I look down and see I am wearing my favourite jumper, and a pair of jeans. I think I am happy.

The door to my left opens with a click, a women steps through it and says,

"Mia, come on in." It isn't a mystery, it's just alright. So, I get up and walk through the door.

It looks like an office; I take a look around before I sit down. There are cabinets filled with ordinary things, a set of keys, a condom, and an empty packet of crisps. The grey armchair is too comfy to be real, I sink into it, it feels like the sofas we had at home when I was little. The woman introduces herself as Eleanor, she is wearing a smart suit and a bow tie. I want to comment on her smart dress sense, I've always had a thing for a woman in a suit.

"So, you Mia, are dead." I am stunned, my eyes go all wide and I feel my head start to hurt. I bring my hand up to sooth it, then Eleanor chimes in. "Oh, I'm so sorry I forgot to turn on the headache filter, I'll just be a sec." She gets up and leaves the room. I'm still trying to process my death, I always thought I would be able to deal with it when I died, maybe not.

I start to talk to myself, reassure me that I still have my soul. "Season eight of friends, what episode does Ross find out Rachel is pregnant?" Surely, I can remember it's not like it's fallen out of my head. "Episode three." At that moment Eleanor walks back in the room and almost catches my voice, I think she ignores the fact that she just heard a grown woman talking to herself, maybe she'll think I'm crazy.

"Sorry about that, usually we have a no-headaches guarantee, but I forgot to turn it on, stupid thing, it's on the other side of the neighbourhood!" I don't know where I am, but my head does feel significantly better.

"Err, excuse me, where am I? You just said I was dead, but I don't remember it." Eleanor shook her head, looked down at my file and then looked back at me quite unexpectedly.

Then she smiled. It looks forced. "Well, you Mia are in the Good Place." I'm pleasantly surprised, I mean I always wondered if I'd done enough but now, I'm just glad it paid off.

"So, how did I die?" Eleanor looks down again, what have I gone and done now, it can't be more embarrassing than the mermaid thing, not going to bore you with the details.

"Do you really want to know, I don't think you'll like it, it's a little embarrassing, that's why we wiped your memory?" I nod, I need to know, and I'm not embarrassed, my whole life was embarrassing enough.

"Go on." I say, I want her to know I mean it.

"You were walking in the woods and you were killed by a bear." My mouth gaped open, I stuttered a little, then fell silent. Eleanor then agreed to show me around the neighbourhood and never speak of my death to me again.