Kind of reminds me of my days fishing on the flats in Florida during the summer when storms are prevalent. When you suddenly stop and realize that humming sound you are hearing is your rod tip singing with static electricity, it could have already been too late.
Yep, been there, at least you can see the clouds, and hear the thunder.
Many years ago I was sitting in a tree deer hunting with a pistol, the thunder seemed to be close it seemed. Lightning struck the tree next to me, my end of sitting in trees.
Thank you Mr. Darwin.