A sudden astounding vibration shook the earth. The incredible strength of the phenomenon made the deer painting canvas on the wall of the logger's cabin crashed against the floor. The petrol lamp, as well as the dishes, and the cup on the table situated on the left side of the room all trembled.
The woodsman's beloved ceramic vase of roses did not withstand the wrath of the earth either. It fell off the wooden stool at the left corner of his bed and made a deafening noise that baffled his small ears.
Like a leopard, Babida the lumberjack stood off the ground and sprung toward the door, which he opened to have a glimpse of the outside.
The night was at its fullest. The sky was gloomy and the moon was grey, not a good omen according to the Batang empire astrology.
Trees had lost a few branches. Old roofs had succumbed to the earth strike and were torn. Even the kennel of the neighbor's dog was damaged. The puppy was barking and running across the lawn frantically.