The whole class was united in their thoughts, even the corpse in the seat next to the window in the second row, who died a few weeks ago because his friend spilled superglue on his chair, preventing him from standing up and going to get food or water. At first, his friend brought him food every class period, but then it was the weekend and he forgot. And the whole time the guy could have gotten out of the seat by just wiggling out of his pants, but that is public indecency so of course that never even crossed his mind. (Okay, well, it might have crossed his mind. But he would never admit it if he was still alive.)