...Schließ ganz fest die Äugelein!

It doesn't seem to be the first time, that Sophie is mixing a poisonous cocktail, while an admirer of hers is sitting gagged and bound to a chair at her dining table. Is there still a chance to survive or may the 'pharmacist' once more have found the time to sing one of her lullabies: 'Hush little baby, don't you cry...'