The air in this room was suffocating, and there was an indelible feeling of heaviness in it. All this was accompanied by the acrid smell of chemicals and the sound of bottles touching each other. As soon as Banker Pantalone arrived with the burden of the office of his colleague the harbinger, he was overcome by a wave of disgust.

He never shared Dottore's increase, but he also did not contradict him in his passion for experimentation. As soon as Dottore noticed the presence of another harbinger, his mouth transformed into a sickeningly crooked smile. "My dear friend, have you come to see where your investments are going?" He looked at him with a twinkle in his eyes, touching his shoulder.

"What a sour face, tsk." His enthusiasm turned to irritation, but he quickly dispelled it. Leading him deeper into the laboratory, the deeper they went, the more terrible everything looked. Corpses of mice, a bunch of scattered documents, eerie shadows of light.