It does not. The lightning begins, the rain begins. We stand some more, wondering if it's better to be under a tree or un an open field during a lightning storm. Most of the other people scamper off, afraid of a little wind and water. It drizzles a bit.
People begin sliding down the grassy hill on their stomachs.
They don't get far before screaming out in pain, realizing that you need a little more water for a mud slide. They continue to get grass burns. We stand under the tree. Finally, the Pumpkins' set is over. I say farewell to my friends from work, and go to meet Lynell.