Bottomless Pit Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

"The walls down in the Forgotten Pit are three feet of solid granite. No one is going to hear your curses down there except the rats." Lucien yanked the chain again, hauling my limp, bruised body across the threshold of the subterranean stairwell. The icy light of the mountain summit vanished, replaced by the damp, suffocating darkness of the deep stone stairs. "I will kill you all!" I whimpered, my shrieks dissolving into desperate, coughing fits as the heavy oak doors slammed shut above us, plunging me into the black abyss. "I will rip your souls out... I will burn your world... I will burn it all..."

His body could no longer withstand this power, and he plummeted to the ground. Boom! The solid ground was instantly shattered, creating a colossal and unfathomable abyss.

This action caused the two to fall straight down into a five feet deep pit with smooth cemented walls, with just enough room for a normal adult to move two steps forwards in any direction. Yuri placed one hand onto the wall nearest to her only to find that the cemented walls seemed to be extremely smooth. So much so that it isn’t possible for Ren and her to climb out of the pit. And by the looks of things, this trap room was just built. “Kanzaki, you bastard!” Ren roared in fury as he tilted his head upwards to glare at Kanzaki’s smirking face above them where the surface was now fitted with a metal trapdoor with bars stretched across it.

"They run from bigger predators." < DEPTH: 36,000 FEET. IMPACT IMMINENT. > "We're hitting the floor!" I yelled, engaging the localized gravity-thrusters to slow our descent. The heavy tungsten Mantle-Pod shuddered as the Origin-Code repulsors fired, bleeding off our terminal velocity. The black water outside suddenly rushed past us, and with a heavy, sickening thud that shook the entire cabin, we touched down on the bottom of the Mariana Trench.

"If the older thing calls... I can make it quiet forever. I can make the floor stop moving." "No, Leo," I whispered, my voice cracking. "You’ve spent enough." The ground buckled. A new fissure tore open fifty yards away—not a crack in the ice, but a wound in the bedrock. A crimson-black mist coiled out, a gravitational pull that made the Mercy wolves fall to their knees, their lungs failing as the air turned to lead.

The world was not ending with a whimper, but with a scream of tearing metal and the roar of unleashed magic. The Drill Chamber of the Black Citadel was dissolving. The floor plates, thick slabs of reinforced Aether-steel, peeled back like burning paper, sucked into the swirling green vortex of the Frost-Vault below. The air pressure fluctuated wildly, popping ears and crushing lungs, as gravity itself seemed to forget which way was down. Tristan scrambled up the slanted grating of the walkway, his boots slipping on the frost that was rapidly forming over the heated metal.

She’s vulnerable without surrounding herself with all of these pawns. ‘I’m not asking permission,’ Nero doesn’t bother waiting for a response, charging at her, but just as we’re about to barrel into her, something slams into my side. Our paws squelch through guts and blood, struggling to gain traction. Weightlessness consumes me, causing bile to lurch in my throat. We’re falling. Nearly a hundred feet separates the top of the cliff from the basin of the ravine. ‘Nero!’ ‘We’re not fucking dying, you dumb asshole,’ he’s able to reach out, snagging on a rock before it breaks free. My ribs crack as we roll down another twenty-five feet, and a pained roar tears from Nero. The sound overpowers the

This release is forceful enough to launch me hundreds of feet up into the air. In a wide parabola, I float back to earth amid the desperate flapping of my arms, proving I’m still bound by the rules of gravity. I take in the view of a citywide mine burrowing straight down to the molten bowels of the earth. There are rock walls so vast and grotesque they could be the work of giants, and yet for all their superhuman propotions every crag and crevice is filled with the bestial howls of the damned. I shut my eyes to the sight.

He clearly had little faith in them, thinking that continuing up would be like striking a stone with an egg, leading the pair to their destruction. At this moment, Tyron and Adrian looked extremely distressed. The gravity they faced was not the 10,000kg force but had nearly reached 12,000kg. If they continued to the 160th step, it would be 14,000kg of force. Even Adrian, with his powerful physique, would likely be forced to his knees. Boom! The gravity made the cloud steps tremble. The people below felt the vibrations and were horrified, unable to describe the situation. The gravity was terrifying, frightening to the extreme. In moments, it could cause one’s soul to scatter.

The fall was more than something he could control. He couldn’t stop the scream that forced itself out of his mouth as he found himself struggling against the force of gravity. His body hit the window guards from the top most floor and his head also hit one of the opened window glasses and continued downward until it got to the middle floor at the fourth second where it hit another opened glass window, all this slowing down his movement and increasing the pains of his fall. He closed his eyes in anticipation of his death as he continued falling.