Alex wipes away his tears, turning around. She knew something was wrong faster than she realized it. The ground trembled, as in a good earthquake, but it was the horses that carried the whole small herd on the Clayton estate towards the gate.

- Clayton!

No. He did not let go of Anna, but looked straight ahead, froze as if rooted to the spot.

- Clayton!!!

She did not run away and scare the smart animals. The horses, frightened of something, carried straight at them. Time seemed to freeze, stratified. Alex was near them faster than she could think of it, picked up the child thrown to her and rushed...