F3 First Day

            There really is only one chance to make a first impression. Professor Alex Henderson adjusted the bow tie of his tux. He checked his watch, then nodded. He went down the hall where students still filed into classrooms, giving him wide-eyed stares. When he got to his room, he pushed the play button on the presentation remote, starting the music.

            He walked into the room as the James Bond theme played over the room’s speakers. At the right moment he turned, pulled the gun, and shot a student in the front row with a foam dart. The student, a young man in a Whitmoor University shirt, jumped as the dart struck him in the chest, and a collective gasp went through the students.

            The music trailed away and Alex held up his gun. “Henderson, Professor Henderson. Welcome to History 428: Spies, Informers, and Double-Agents.”