Title and Registration

Stan Littlefield is your average man. Lives in the average city apartment, alone. With a normal job where he sits at the computer all day long and types complete garbage onto a dimly lit screen. Walks from his apartment to work, regardless the weather to maintain his physique. Which honestly, after all of the late night McDonald's runs, isn't working out. Gets his hair cut every two weeks at the local Sports Clips half a block away from his apartment, and showers and brushes his teeth twice a day. Until one day, while on his walk home he is struck by lightning. Electricity illuminating from his body, he lies there. A crowd of bypassers surround his lifeless body as his eyes shoot open to the most immaculate woman he's ever laid eyes upon. He closes his eyes again as the sounds of ambulances and flashing lights take him over. Waking up alone in a hospital room, he touches the alarm clock on the nightstand next to him only to watch it explode. Tries to turn on the lamp, but it explodes as well. Looking down at his hands, he sees a glow from within his veins. Looking outside the window, he sees an ambulance being hosed down by local firefighters.

Will he ever meet this girl again?
Is there a cure for his newfound disease?
Why is he alone?