So I go with my dad to the doctors office for a regular checkup, my mom arrives about 2 minutes later and tells me that the chauffeur (Jose) just saw someone kill himself.
I was rather shocked as I had just passed the place where the guy killed himself. The Doctors visit ended rather quickly and I quickly went to talk to Jose to ask him what exactly had happened.
It turns out this young man (early 20’s) was at highest level of the parking lot at a local mall (4 stories high). He saw the guy speaking on a cell phone. The man was standing on top of a narrow edge beyond the rails that are used mark parking limits.
Jose thought the guy was just going to do some construction work.
He was wrong.
The guy with cell-phone in hand proceeded to jump head first into solid concrete. Blood splattered everywhere. He died instantly. The thing is that below the building there was a soft roof about a meter in length. Had the guy landed on it, the material of the roof might have absorbed the impact and he would have survived. But no, the guy jumped forward to intetionally avoid hitting the rood.
Curious, I asked Jose if the body could possibly still be outside the mall. Since in Dominican Repbulic things tend to move at a slow pace, it was a possibility.
Indeed. We arrived at the mall and I got permission to pass the yellow tape barrier and saw the dead guy.
He looked young, and was rather clean. They had washed him with water, but I could still see blood on his shirt. If the blood had not been cleaned out you could have thought he was still alive.
What was most akward was his face. He looked sad. Beyond sad actually, it was a very disturbing expression, his lips were facing down simialar to a sad smiley, but his (closed) eyes looked rather normal.
The paramedics then lifted him up. At this point I managed to catch a good look at the back of his head. It was cracked straight down the middle. I could see a clear wide opening of red-pink flesh.
Its the third person I’ve ever seen dead.
And it was rather surreal.