Franz the dog howls, unhappily, because both his humans have gone crazy and ignore him.

Buliwyf turns to comfort the animal. Oddly enough, it seems to accept him as its master.

"Let's go and find out what's behind all this," he says, patting the dog, who is very relieved and wags his entire backside.

Then, Buliwyf strides out of the decadent whore's room, the dog following, and makes his way through the maze of corridors, to find some answers.

This is all very, very strange.

And he never had this bad a headache all his life.