Sometimes I had dreams where I floated out the window and down the street, sometimes up to people's balconies and through their windows and into their apartments, down streets and into backyards, low over the city past power lines, down coal chutes, up into highrise apartment buildings, to my aunt's house, to a park, to the yard behind a bakery (this one was when I was a little kid and I met up with more little-kid spirits), to the local swimming pool (where, again, I met up with more kids, some of them the "mature responsible social-climbers' kids" whom I knew by face and name and status at school, but I had never actually talked to), to my school (where a janitor and a teacher and maybe one or two students were)... Many times I would meet other floatable people like myself, and I would be able to swim up into the air, and with little mroe effort, stay in the air, to escape from people, like security guards and "bad people out at night" who were chasing me. I could swim through the air like a bumblebee does. I would fly away, and they would often be outraged or terrified, or just have the "I'm going to get you eventually" attitude. Once Iwent into someone's house and caused a flood... but these were all dreams... startlingly realistic, though. One I floated to my school in the middle of winter and I think got trapped in a grate in the parking lot ground near an entrance, as off as this sounds... I have wierd dreams. Once I floated down the long boulevard to my father's apartment... then down to stores and restaurants, down to the library and the yacht club, to an old house that was supposed to be abandoned but wasn't really... I flooded it thinking it was abandoned, but I realized that I wasn't, that there were people in there, and I ran out before they knew I was there...)
I know someone with a Depressive Disorder who had an out of body experience, but I really doubt he was Aspie. 