Hello, Pushkin! You are lawful human poet. Be careful, new moon tonight!
The cockatrice touches you!
You hear the cockatrice's hissing!
You are slowing down.
Your limbs are stiffening.
You have turned to stone.
You are a statue.

Farewell, Pushkin the poet. You have made an increate monument of you on Pushkinskaya square, 1 with 30009 points, and 820 pieces of gold, after 1880 moves.

В новолуние атаки василиска всегда начинают окаменение, а не только в 3% случаев -- если у вас нет с собой трупа ящерицы.