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with…”
    …They shot to their feet in unison and banged down hard on the desk, seething from the nose, “we heard,” the middle mort, with a stump for a leg said.
    “Well then…” Kerry held out an opened hand, gesturing to three empty seats in the center.
    They shuffled forward, scraping their feet along the ground as they did, staring lust at the necks of the female human students. Kerry swallowed and glanced over at Finn who sat at the front, slightly off to the side.
    “Ok then, we’ll be making a start today on the…” Kerry paused, squinting her eyes at the text. Why the heck were they learning this? Had they changed the program over the holidays? “…second cholera epidemic.” Sure it was an event in history, but whether it was worthy of teaching the ninth grade was open to opinion.
    Kerry read the text and answered questions from pupils as she went along. She noted how the morts seemed more interested in the necks of female students and muttering to themselves under their breaths than in how cholera was brought to the Americas through various shipping routes. That however soon changed as the lesson progressed to the numbers of dead and how there’d been so many bodies that they were piled upon each other in the fields and set alight.
    At that point the morts perked up, stared holes of rage through their human classmates as though desiring only the most ugly kind of revenge for past crimes. The poor human kids shrank back in their seats, making themselves small. At least three of them turned to the morts and mouthed an apology for the crimes of their ancestors, even though they had literally nothing to do with it.
    Not that the apology appeased the morts. Two of them spat red bile onto the desks in front.
    Kerry handed out the tests and returned to her desk. Then during the next hour she spent some time analyzing the plans for the terms remaining lessons. Small pox, yellow fever, Spanish flu and polio were all covered. She swallowed again and felt the lump in her throat. At this rate, the mort kids would be so enraged at their human classmates for past crimes that she feared they’d be targeted in the playground. She glanced over at Finn as he worked, her eyes softening.
    Then Finn finished, placed down his pen and sat back. Within a few minutes the rest of the class had also finished despite there still being another thirty minutes of test time remaining. Only the morts still stared down at their papers, one chewing through the end of his pen.
    After the allotted time, Kerry collected the papers and dismissed the class for lunch. She finished marking the tests of the human students and puffed out her cheeks. Every last human had scored in excess of ninety percent. Sure, the tests had been dumbed down to accommodate the morts, but even this was surprising. The three mort tests at the bottom of the stack needed carefully separating from the green tinted bile that smudged the papers and stuck them together. Alas, this green tinted bile encompassed the entire range of answers the morts had given. Not a single question had been answered correctly, indeed not a single question had been attempted.
    Kerry took out her red pen and wrote ‘ C- ‘ on each paper. She was under strict instructions to look favorably upon each mort. She exhaled and joked, “at this rate, they’ll soon be Harvard graduates.”

Meanwhile At Harvard
     
    Harvard Square buzzed with students strolling through the hub conversing with friends, cyclists rode past taking care to avoid errant pedestrians absorbed with cell phones and the restaurants and cafes of Harvard’s social center teemed with life.
    As Shannon surveyed the thriving scene, there was however one thing missing. Where the fuck were all the dead students? Sure, Harvard was an Ivy League institution, but that didn’t excuse them from having to admit members from the mort community. Where were they all?
    Then she spotted one. Just off Massachusetts Avenue, in the