I was mopping the basement walk-in freezer of a restaurant I worked at when I started to hear what sounded like someone hitting a bass drum. As it grew louder I realized it sounded like a pounding heart and it felt like the bottom dropped out of my stomach. Sheer terror and regret washed over me.
I told a coworker that I thought someone died and they laughed it off, told me I must have fallen asleep in the basement and had a bad dream. Four AM that morning, I got a call from my first loves' step father. He had thrown himself headfirst over a waterfall.