Ridiculous.

Nothing but ridiculous.

That was the only way in which I could describe what was happening.

Not only was it ridiculous, but it was also unrealistic.

My book…

The book that I had been writing for two years...

The book that almost made me a shut-in was-

-Awarded 2nd place in regional awards.

By no means a big award, but an award nonetheless.

Okay, my book was awarded 2nd place; it's good and all, so why was the situation ridiculous? Well, I wasn't there, in the ceremony.

Why?

Simple, I couldn't be there.

So, where was I?

Even I don't know!

Ridiculous, right?

Was I kidnapped?

How did I get into this situation?

Was there a way out?

Well, I was not kidnapped.

I got into this situation... it's embarrassing to say, but I got here 'cause I peed somewhere I shouldn't have.

And no, I don't think there is a way out.

Long story short, I got to the award ceremony too early, and I didn't want people to think that I was too excited. Imagine a 35 yr. old guy who got too excited and came to the ceremony early while giggling to himself.

Creepy.

And I didn't want to look creepy. So, I snuck onto the roof of the building, which was actually a skyscraper.

Thankfully, it was open.

No, thinking about it again, it was that damn door, right!?

Why was it open!?

Can't the guards, workers, security or whoever is responsible for this do their job properly?

Because of them, I am in a situation where I can't even demand a compensation!

Sorry for getting sidetracked.

Anyway, after getting on the roof, I waited. There were about 2 hours left for the ceremony; really, what was I thinking coming so early?

The weather was cloudy, and the building had a solid 60 floors, so the wind was quite fast on the rooftop, which in turn dropped the temperature quite a bit.

Understandably, I got an urge to empty my bladder, and pissing while seeing such scenery from high above is a man's romance, right?

I did nothing wrong; it was natural, right?

Right!?

So, I walked to a corner and pissed. Since the wind was strong, I had to keep my back to the direction of the wind so as not to dirty my pants.

My piss, thanks to the wind, got really far... To a place where it shouldn't have gone... To the lighting rod!

And as if the world didn't want a roof pisser like me living on it, it shone and struck—the lighting to the lighting rod...

And the roof pisser—to the afterlife.

Everything afterwards was literally as smooth and fast as lightning.

There was no pain. No, it was more like there was no time to feel pain!

My body melted away in a split second! Which I am thankful for; at least I didn't have to experience the pain of my dick being burned.

"Salt water conducts electricity."

I don't think I will ever forget those words.

And while I was thinking of the 'truth of life' (salt water conducts electricity), my senses returned, and-

- I reopened my eyes.

Ridiculous, right?

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