This was Dudel's last time hosting "Gray Mist, Industry, and Delicious Shrimp Crackers." He desperately wrote his script, planning to make tonight his final celebration, cheering with his listeners until dawn, before being buried in an unknown grave.
All day long, Dudel had been sobbing with his assistant, exchanging heartfelt words as if they were going to face death resolutely after midnight.
In this sense, it wasn't all that different, just transitioning from a biological death to a career death.
But a phone call a few minutes ago turned the situation around.
At that moment, Dudel was sitting on the toilet when his assistant pried open the bathroom door and pulled him, still undressed, to the phone.
On the phone, his usually overbearing boss spoke like a well-behaved little boy, gently comforting Dudel, as if Dudel was his girlfriend during their honeymoon.
After layers of persuasion, the boss told him.
