A sense of urgency hung in the air, and from afar, a harrowing trumpet blast signaled danger. In that small civilization, these barbarians had learned to survive in the harsh desert. The young and the old, when the monstrous cloud approached, would hide like chicks during a storm. The arrogant would cower, the drunks would sober up, fearing they'd be buried alive. Even the stray dogs had learned to save their own lives.