Angelina's dreams were full of cold-blooded murderers who were just waiting to pounce on the mother - the only person who was there. Suddenly all those murderers were gone, as there was a monster which had chase them off.

There was a boy standing in front of Angi. Bowed very politely, as if he were on a celebration. He was clothed with moss and leaves and a small dagger fitted like a glove on his left hand on a belt made of twigs.

Then Angelina slipped this again and she dreamed of little brothers. From small brothers who would not listen to her and ran to the bank. In the worst London rain.