“So, who’s going to die today?”

The whole class froze, silence falling over every single one as they stared at their professor fumbling through a file cabinet.

A few of the students quietly began packing their papers into bags and an ominous mix of quietness and slow squeaks of chairs scraping the floor filled the air. But before any could get up, to what they thought would be safety from this crazy professor, he stood up straight pulling out a thick stack of papers.

“AHA! Alexander it will be!” He shouts, gleaming at the panicked class with joy.

The whole room gasped and turned their heads to an olive skinned boy dressed in a pineapple button up.

“What?! No not me!!!” This boy sobbed and sobbed and could not seem to blink before running out the door.

The professor was stunned and maybe it was his old

age and terrible sense of humor but he said,

“what’s up with him? Is he not down for a little history lesson of illnesses taking out the most mighty?” He rolled his eyes and pulled up his slide show.