The sky went dark. We hid from the rain in a small crevice of a rock. We heard a few rumbles of thunder, the sky began to flash. The first lightning strike hit the tower right in the structure we built. The lightning rod survived this and the subsequent lightning strikes. Everyone was thanking us.
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