"We should leave now," Grandpa Caldwell continued firmly. "Other residents are already evacuating, so we can blend in with them."
He didn't know what caused that intense light inside the maternity room, but he believed Elena must have done it to save his great-grandson.
Now, staying here was dangerous.
The light had clearly come from their unit—if anyone connected the dots, residents might start knocking on their door.
According to Jetro, people were already kneeling and crying, convinced that a great deity had descended to save them from this hellish disaster.
Upon hearing this, Ethan was dumbfounded by the residents' wild imagination.
But he quickly composed himself.
His wife had already warned him—people would cling to any false hope they could find if it helped ease their fear of this unrecognizable world.
At first, it wasn't entirely bad. Hope could redirect their negativity and help them endure.
