It was a long time.
I lived then in another house and we regularly needed someone in our entrance. In the same place. This was facilitated by the dim lighting of the entrance.
A chemist lived on the second floor and worked at the NII.
One winter evening, coming back from work, I encountered him in the entrance. He was at home, and in his hands he had an empty bowl. He smiled and went up to his apartment.
After I got home, my wife sent me to the store for bread. I go down the stairs and see the force in the same place. And I hear such a characteristic sound of a flashing lightning. I decided to slow down and whisper this fool so to say in the process. But it wasn’t needed.
A second after the appearance of the characteristic sound of the stream from underneath the boy's feet sparkled sparks and a thick smoke fell. The man in panic ran out right into the frost.
In general, the problem of unpleasant smell at the entrance after a week was solved completely. And people for that week on the frost in the night went out a lot...
Now I live in another city, the chemist also moved somewhere. So it is not possible to contact him.
Does anyone know what the chemist had in the pot that night?