He couldn't be wrong.

It was, of course, a radical theory, and one that flew in the face of all that modern science had held as sacred for hundreds of years. When he had tried to expound the results of his research before the so-called "experts" of science, he had met with everything from mild disbelief to vehement debate. Most of those experts had attempted to "help" him with his research by pointing him toward their own, but he saw through the thin disguise of their jealousy over the earth-shattering  discovery that he was in the process of putting through final testing. Besides, all great scientific discoveries had been formulated by those who thought "outside the box."

He was sure that in the not-too-distant future they would all congratulate him on his incredible success and probably try to take credit for being his mentors. No matter. He was above all that and his discovery would put him in a position to command in the very halls of science that had so recently rejected him.

Odd, he thought, that now, on the very brink of such success, he himself would be questioning the validity of his research, over and over running through the calculations and formulas that had brought him to this last experiment. He realized that not only his reputation as a researcher, but perhaps his livelihood, and yes, even his life itself depended on those calculations and formulas being decimal-point accurate. He could not stomach the consequences of being wrong, and so once again he forced himself to push aside the nagging self-doubt that tried to force itself into his conscientiousness as he went on with the preparations for the experiment. Once initiated, it would only take a few seconds to complete.

He hated how his fellow scientists had refused to take him seriously and often marveled that men and women who were supposed to be on the cutting edge of new discoveries had seemed so closed-minded toward his revolutionary ideas. It wasn't as if anti-gravity hadn't been investigated or that there hadn't been small advances and successes, but these were nothing in comparison to what he proposed: rendering a human body unaffected by the law of gravity.

Finally he finished running through his checklist of preparations. For the last time he rechecked that the  suit he had designed was properly zipped and fastened, stepped onto the edge of the 100 story building's roof and, with a slight smirk, stepped off.

The last thought he had before slamming into the pavement below was, "How could I be so wrong?"