In college we rented a hotel room to party in. Me and a buddy decided to go look around the hotel after we had gotten pretty well liquored up. We found a door that led to some tennis courts on the roof. As we went out we realized that the room we rented was just a few windows away from us. We hopped over the wall onto the adjoining roof (a few feet away with a big time drop down about 6 floors to the parking garage floor). We soon realized our room was not on the same level as the roof but the next one up. So, in order to see in we started backing up.
It was pitch black and the roof seemed to go on for quite a ways. Well I'm talking to my buddy and he's not responding. I turn around and he's gone! I start yelling, Chris!!! Chris!!!. A muffled grunt comes out of the darkness and he says "I'm down here". Turned out to be only about an eight or ten foot drop but it could have been far worse. I helped him back up and we went back to the party. I think he had a few scratches but that's about it.
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