Classaesium Treakite

Aluminium

When Bayer was little, his mom used to sprinkle bauxite dust in his porridge, because it was found all around them, and table salt was expensive.
Now his age was twenty-five years. But he didn't have a firm mind. Nor a firm body.
He still lived with his mom, who still sprinkled the dust in porridge.
One day, he felt dizzy, and suddenly out of his mouth, his skeletal frame oozed out.
Sans bones, his body was lying there, lifeless.
The skeletal Bayer made way to a place he had in his mind.
Classy, he thought, Death is coming.