Bottomless Pit Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

I must have been so distracted by my thoughts to even notice, I cursed under my breath and took a careful step forward. The ground gave out underneath me and I let out a sharp gasp as my foot slipped. I reached out instinctively, grabbing for anything, but the grasses snapped in my hands. The earth opened below me, a sharp drop hidden by the tall grass. I fell into a pit. It was not deep, maybe six or seven feet but it was enough. The bottom was lined with uneven rocks and thick mud, and when I landed, my ankle twisted hard beneath me. Pain shot up my leg, sharp and immediate.

Raising a brow, Robin turned to Kaze and said indifferently, “Didn’t you say I wasn’t good enough to recruit you? I’ll show you.” He moved with stealth. Skipping over the railing, Robin leaped into the air. He was on the ninth floor of River Watcher Inn. The height would kill him. It was clear that Robin was only human. He could not defy the laws of gravity. He started to plummet rapidly. Robin tapped his toes on the edge of cornices on his way down, propelling his weight up to soften the descent. By repeating the approach on each floor, Robin landed safely on the ground.

The rain lashed against their terrified eyes as the realization of their catastrophic mistake hit them. Then, the merciless law of gravity violently reclaimed them. Their screams were instantaneous and primal, but they were instantly swallowed by the howling wind as they plummeted. Eight hundred feet of empty, freezing air waited below them. They fell through the darkness, their limbs flailing wildly, their expensive suits flapping like broken wings. They fell past the glittering, indifferent windows of the Blackwood Spire, a rain of tactical gear, silk ties, and broken ambitions, plummeting at terminal velocity toward the merciless, unforgiving concrete of the Chicago city streets.

technique at a minimum level. As Long Chen started to walk, everyone around him fell to their knees due to the sudden increase in gravity. Even those observing from the second floor felt an indistinct pressure affecting their balance. Surprised by this, they noticed that it all started when Long Chen moved and began to pay him full attention.

But as they attempted to take a step further, the ground underneath them crumbled apart, sending them tumbling into the void. For a brief minute, they were weightless, suspended within the obscurity with nothing to hold on to. The abyss surged around them, a pernicious drive that intended to drag them more profound into its profundity. But just as it appeared they would be lost until the end of time, they landed hard on a strong surface.

"We’re falling." ​The Leap of Faith ​Leo didn't wait for a protest. He stepped off the edge of the gantry. ​For a second, there was only the terrifying, silent weightlessness of a 100-story drop. The wind tore the breath from their lungs, the Spire blurring into a streak of white and gold as they plummeted toward the orange glow of the Gutter. ​Then, Leo slammed his free hand outward. ​He didn't create a shield. He created a Gravity-Well.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐙𝐨𝐧𝐞 The iron grate clattered shut above them with the sound echoing like a gunshot through the narrow brick shaft. Maya fell through the darkness, her stomach lurching as gravity briefly took hold, until her boots hit a layer of cold, stagnant water with a heavy splash.

“Let’s get back to your party.” I giggled, taking his hand in mine. We walked over to the door. The moment we touched the handle, the floor beneath us opened. I was weightless, falling into the unknown darkness below. I reached out for something to grasp onto as I felt Lyle’s strong arms wrap around me, pulling me close to his chest. Together, we slid down a slick and slimy stone chute, our bodies gliding effortlessly through the strange goo that coated its walls. With each passing moment, we descended deeper into the mysterious depths, the only sound echoing in our ears being the soft whoosh of our descent and the occasional splatter of the goo against our skin.

Ok let’s do this. How are you going to jump all that way without any momentum? You’d be like an anchor. Thanks for the motivation! Totally wanted to envision myself as an anchor falling to the bottom of the floor. You’re welcome! I huffed as I tried to gain the nerve to jump, I can do it! It’s only three meters. I closed my eyes and leapt away from the edge. Oh god! My eyes snapped open as I felt myself began to plummet. I glanced towards the vine like pipes on the gorge sides. I thrust my arms outwards and grabbed it as hard as I could. The skin on my palms shredded against the rough surface as I slid down the pipe. The blood coming from my hands acted as a lubricant causing me to slide dow

He tried to contort his frame to a role in which he should flip his head to look what changed into below him - or if there has been whatever below him. He should now unexpectedly see his legs. They had been growing, his toes like kites on his thin, wiry legs, slowly growing out in front of him, and above his head. There changed into his abdomen, splayed out beforehand of him. He changed into not being able to make out the rims of his waist due to the fluttering of his t-blouse withinside the wind, as he fell. The recognition had dawned. He should experience not anything beneath him. Even the air changed into nowhere. His arms had been flapping through his side. He felt the chest tightening,