Wayne had a great idea for helping him fight crime. He would build a grappling hook gun. The plans were already dancing around in his head but he didn't have the money to get all the parts he would need. So he decided he would just start with the grappling hook itself.
After a short phone conversation he went to see his friend Jason. Jason was a welder by trade, so Wayne knew that he could get a quality hook from him. He explained to Jason the idea behind the design of the hook and gave him the supplies. Jason instructed him to come back in 2 days to get the new grappling hook. They agreed that Wayne would pay him in candy for services rendered.
2 days later Wayne arrived at Jason's garage with a large bag of peanut butter filled chocolate candies. Jason handed him a box that contained his new grappling hook. Wayne opened the box and squealed with delight. It looked amazing and he couldn't wait to try it out. He shook Jason's hand and left promptly.
Wayne went to an abandoned warehouse (which he called his training camp) on the outskirts of town. There was a large pole and Wayne decided that it would be his perfect first test. He fastened a black nylon rope to the hook. The rope was stolen off of the side of a truck in a restaurant parking lot a few days earlier. Wayne looked at it as a lesser crime for the greater good.
He swung the hook slowly around with his right hand to get used to the weight of it. Once he felt comfortable, he tried to hook it to the metal connections on top of the pole. The first attempt missed. Wayne swung it a few more times and let it go, sending it sailing up to the top of the pole where it fastened true to the metal connector. He pulled it tight to test the strength of the hook. It was on solid. He let go of the rope and put on his tactical gloves.
Once the gloves were on he walked up to the base of the pole and took up the rope in both hands. He gave it a brisk tug just to test it once more. Satisfied with the security of the hook, he began to climb the pole. Hand over hand he went, straining because he'd never climbed vertically and didn't realize how difficult it would be.
He was about halfway up the pole when the metal connector snapped. He yelled "AHH FUCK" and he fell about 15 feet to the ground. He landed on his shoulder and face, breaking his jaw, clavicle, and humerus. Wayne lay there in excruciating pain for about 3 seconds until the high voltage wire that was attached to the metal connector he had grappled fell on him and electrocuted him to death. His body was not found for 3 days.
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