The evening turned out to be warm and even before sunset one could see approaching rain clouds. This is just the weather he needs, the rain will hide the traces of the crime and the criminal will again go unpunished. Who in their right mind would think of such a godly man as Alastor? Black turuiagi fabric will hide blood stains and sleeves will cover scratched palms. When the cat makes a short knock, he realizes that it is starting to rain. He pauses for a moment to extend his hand and make sure his guess is correct. Joylessly, he returns to the stone-paved path and at a leisurely pace reaches a small pavilion-like gazebo. This is a temporary measure since he still wants to get home dry, but if the rain stops he will have to go home like this.