After asking around, I found where to go (no, not Hell, although I did briefly sojourn through the Vestibule). I asked for the paperwork, and the secretary told me that they didn't have any original forms, only Xeroxed copies.
Actually, that's an insult to Xerox's quality reputation. The print on the forms they gave me was illegible. The only part I could make out, ironically, was that I was entitled to ask for help if I couldn't read the form. I knew that wasn't what the form meant, but since I technically couldn't read it.
I asked to have someone read it to me. The secretary said there wasn't anyone who could do that.
Sadly, my firing was legal since Indiana is an employment-at-will state.