These were the last words Harry Johnson would ever hear, just before his unscheduled flight out his 12th floor window, on the afternoon of July 13th 1998 at 3:40 pm. Or so claimed Albert Grey, next door neighbour, and long time friend of Johnson.
"I was taking out the trash at the time, that’s how come I heard the guy say that."

Albert, a prime witness in this case, unfortunately died of an ’acute myocardial infarction’ according to the Coroner’s report. No drug-testing or autopsy was made, and the body later disappeared, due to a ’mix-up’ at the morgue.

Little Johnny Novak, who was hanging out in the hallway at the time said: "I saw a man dressed in a black suit knock on the door of that weird guy in 12a."