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There was a 4.5 earthquake I will never forget.
During the mid 1980’s, I lived in Berkeley, California.
I don’t recall the season, but at some point, I felt a tremor. I lived alone in a small apartment.
When the soft rumbling started, I decided to lay down on my bed facing the front door, ready to wait the quake out.

At some point, the rumbling was sustained. As I gazed at my front door, I swear to you, the door and the surrounding threshold seemed to turn into a soft jelly. The entire door area became a gently shimmering wave. Then forty or fifty seconds later, the shimmering just ....stopped! All became still and frozen again, just as it always appeared to me. What happened?

I am thinking the tremor allowed the door to briefly break down into it’s molecular structure. Do not forget, we, all of us are the results of ever moving, ever colliding molecules and atoms.
I am no scientist, but that event was as thrilling as it was unforgettable.