“...So on this night, the greatest night of the Christian world, Agrippa went out, not expecting anything unusual; but his black dog knew that “something” not entirely ordinary was about to happen... He took his piercing gaze away from his master only to demandly, impatiently direct him into the dark night; he squealed meaningfully, as if warning him of someone’s appearance. The scientist finally paid attention to him. “What’s the matter, buddy?” - he asked quietly. - Are you waiting for someone?.. Are you notifying me of the arrival of a guest?.. What then? Should we be afraid of whoever comes?..."