It had been a hard first day. Jan and Willem were sitting in the common room, nightcaps of steaming hot cocoa lay before them. Picking them up, they toasted each other and drank heavily.
Suddenly, Willem started to expand. Like a balloon being inflated, he started to increase in size. First twice as big, then three times as big, then five times, then ten times, then exponentially until with a loud bang, he exploded, re-decorating the walls in blood and gore.
Jan, who had suffered the full force of the explosion, wiped the Willem-bits of her face, looked at her gore-encusted fingers then tasted it.
(There will be a Gold Star awarded to the first person who correctly identifies the poison used to inhume Willem.