I’m Alina Safina, a super-agent fighting evil spirits, remember? I wanted to ask: what are you supposed to do when everything in life is going upside down? When the boss’s secretary promises to boil two mermaids in the pool, the Golem has returned to Prague, our cat Professor is about to be shot in revolutionary Petrograd, my husband has joined the Zaporozhians, and I myself have grown horns? Personally, as a modest and proper girl, I reach for the blaster with the beautiful inscription on the holster: “Werewolves — foreva!” Anyone object?