Bottomless Pit Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

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.

The second layer above, coiled up in a huge vortex, like a black hole, from which it enveloped an extremely large and powerful path. The pressure fell, and the body below seemed to be weak and trembled, sweat profusely, and even the bones made a harsh sound, almost falling directly to the ground. In fact, in that vortex, after shining a few paths of starlight, the others seemed to be a bit weak, and could not help falling to the ground.

felt like a stone dropping into a bottomless well, a weight that defied gravity. I closed my eyes, I turned my Eclipse inward, a dangerous, forbidden technique that felt like swallowing hot coals, I pushed my darkness into my own womb, searching for the source of that strange gravity. The water in the basin didn't stay red. It turned a terrifying, obsidian black.

Throw me over his shoulder, slap my butt, and carry me away. If I could figure out how to get out of this void of midnight nothingness, then I was going to do just that. Stomp up to them and demand they fuck me with their cocks. I nodded. Made the vow into the ether. If I get out of here and back to them, that was the first thing I was going to do. Could a person fall if there was no gravity? I wondered after a moment. I didn't get that deep yucky slide in my belly that felt like I was falling. But I also didn't feel like I was zooming upwards either. Can I float in nothing?

Excited, I am about to run over to the nearest boulder when, suddenly, the ground gives way beneath me, and I find myself tumbling into a dark pit. Ouch, I whisper, standing up to reorient myself and brushing the dust off my clothes. Panic grips me when I realize that the pit is too deep and there is no way for me to get out by myself. The mouth of the pit has closed up again from what looks to be a cover of branches. It looks like it was a trap set for hunting animals and I have fallen right into it. Just when I am afraid I will start to hyperventilate from the fear of being trapped, I hear a groan.

He crossed a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye. The young man sneered, and a gray path order appeared around him. Tremendous pressure filled the ring, and Stanley crashed into the ground. The path order of gravity! It could change the gravity in the surroundings. Due to Stanley’s sturdy build, his body became heavier and crashed into the ground hard when the path order of gravity appeared. However, the magnificent floor was unharmed. The ring made of a great path was very strong!

I started feeling dizzy and hit the ground as I staggered after them but soon my legs gave in and I fell down in front of Adrian. I was semi-conscious but I couldn’t move. Adrian was pulling me inside the warehouse by my arm. He was stronger than I had thought initially. I looked around and saw that he had rigged up chains on the one wall. “You’ll start to heal in a few minutes. I want you to stand up and chain your one arm to that wall. I will chain the other one. If you try anything, I will shoot you in the head. There’s no healing from that,” he said with a smirk.

The "Chronological-Borehole" didn't collapse with a bang; it dissolved into the sound of Rain on Asphalt. Avery Vane-Thorne opened her eyes and felt something she hadn't felt in fifty years: Weight. Not the "Basalt-Weight" of the Earth's core or the "Gold-Weight" of the Vanguard, but the simple, heavy pull of a 2024 gravity on a 2024 body. She was standing on a balcony in Geneva, the air smelling of ozone and expensive coffee instead of "Amethyst-Spores."

she said defeatedly while Jules quited down. "Falling game is a couple game. You need to actt like a real couple. Where a man chooses his partner among the participants, only days are given in the game. There are activities and attendance. There is a punishment for those who are not active or caynt follow the rules. The price is high but that game is very dangerous. They give letters to the people they choose to participate in ", she explains almost whispering to me. "I think they started giving the letters yesterday in the lockers", Jules inserts.

Vane screamed—a thin, terrified shriek that was instantly cut short. The fifteen-foot wedge of solid black iron rushed through the center of the room with the speed of a falling fortress. The flat, unyielding face of the pendulum struck Vane squarely between the shoulder blades with a dull, sickening thud that pulverized his spine instantly. The kinetic force didn't just throw him; the immense weight of the regulator carried his broken body forward, pinning him against the opposite basalt wall of the pit before scraping his remains down into the frothing, violet tide below. The sub-zero pool gave a massive, violent heave as it swallowed him, a single, massive bubble of frozen violet vapor bu