It was an ordinary Saturday evening in the South of Mindanao. It was past 10 in the evening, so some were on their way home, others were already sound asleep, and some remained wide-awake in the bustling nightlife of Surigao del Sur. Thirty minutes later, each individual was on their way to the evacuation center, some still in their pajamas, others even in their work attire. There was one common denominator amongst all of them—their confusion. As buildings shook, people were in shock, and the sound of rumbling, louder than thunder, pierced through the panicked cries of the people.