The shaking was intense, but after three minutes, it finally stopped without any aftershocks. In her past life, this earthquake had lasted at most a minute. This one lasted two minutes longer.
Elena had a sinking feeling that the upcoming disaster would be much worse than before.
After ten minutes of ducking under the table, they carefully stood to assess the situation in the mansion.
What they saw left them gasping.
The devastating power of the quake was evident; the mansion was in disarray, with cracked walls, shattered windows, and toppled furniture scattered across the floors. The once-beautiful grounds were devastated, with uprooted trees and debris littering the landscape.
"Wife, are you okay?" Ethan asked, concern etched on his face.
"I'm fine. How about you?"
"I'm good."
After checking on each other, they sprang into action, carefully maneuvering away from the broken glass that scattered on the floor.