When the shaking stopped, relief swept through San Diego County—but it was uneasy, fragile relief. People checked on sleeping children, scanned ceilings for cracks, and stepped outside into streets lit by porch lights and phone screens. The 5.2 quake near Julian hadn’t toppled buildings or flooded hospitals with casualties, but it had done something quieter and more unsettling: it reminded everyone how little stands between ordinary life and disaster.In those few seconds, the much-debated ShakeAlert system proved its worth, buzzing phones moments before the ground lurched. Five seconds to duck, to move away from glass, to brace. Five seconds that might one day mean the difference between life and death. As aftershocks remain a possibility and experts warn of future quakes, families are tightening bookshelves, restocking emergency kits, and accepting a hard truth: last night was a reprieve, not a guarantee.
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