The next day, darkness still covered the great city of San Martín... but little by little the sun began to rise, devouring all the darkness that covered the sky.
At the same time, the city began to come to life, unlike the night before, when there had been only silence throughout the night.
The wide white cobblestone streets were dimly lit by the rays of the sun, which was rising prominently in the sky.
As minutes turned into hours, the city of San Martín in Zone 1 came to life, with devout priests and nuns walking through the streets, chatting among themselves.
"It was a great night of prayer. I felt much closer to our Lord."
"Me too, I even felt like I was chatting with him, it was a wonderful feeling, it's a shame it only happens one night a month."
"Yes... It's a shame, but for our Lord we have to endure for another month, so that we can feel close to him again."
