Disappearing Into Thin Air Novels & Stories

*The message* Dr. Emma Taylor's eyes widened as she stared at the cryptic message on her phone: "They're watching me. I have to escape." The words sent a chill down her spine. It was from her sister, Sarah, who had been missing for weeks. Emma's mind racing, she replayed the events leading up to Sarah's disappearance. They had been arguing about their estranged father, and Sarah had been acting strangely in the days before she vanished. Emma had dismissed it as paranoia, but now she wondered if something more sinister was at play.

He waits for me to stumble into him, my hands extended in front of me. Just a little more. Just one touch, please! But before my finger could even graze him he distorts and disappears into thin air like pieces of torn paper and I fall to the ground. I look around aimlessly and a laugh leaves my lips, knowing the truth I must accept. Either he is dead or I am.

In the cold light filtering through the glass, I calmly read his message, then popped the SIM card from my phone and snapped it in two. I powered the phone down and watched the screen go completely dark. The turbine engines roared to life as the plane accelerated down the black runway. I watched as the land I once thought was my romantic destiny shrank in the distance, until it disappeared completely from view. No tears. No regrets. Only liberation. Harrison. From now on, we are dead to each other. And back at the private clinic, my complete disappearance finally shattered Harrison's forced composure. Just as he was about to swallow his pride and mobilize his underworld forces for a city-wid

I took my hand off the handle and went to grab her but just as I did she disappeared into thin air. I gasped out loud, horrified. What the hell had happened back there? What the hell was happening right now? What were going on about me leaving people behind? I didn't want to leave anyone behind. Heck, I didn't even know if I was dreaming or in real life. I was damn sure though, that all these crazy stuff could not be possible in real life. I couldn't fly, Dad didn't look like that and Abby was in no way that person who had disappeared all of a sudden.

Veil. "Ada. I have no right to call you. But this generation of Veils, Julian is the only one we have. Since the river, his vitals haven't stabilized." "The doctors say he doesn't have the will to live. He hasn't woken up. But the whole time, he's been calling your name." "They say if he doesn't come around in the next three days, we need to start arranging the funeral. I'm asking you to come. Just say something to him. Anything."

“You don’t pray when I vanish. That’s rare.” “Neither gods nor ghosts answer anymore.” That grin faltered. Just a little. Enough to show something behind it wasn’t so pretty. He leaned forward. His body didn’t make a sound—no creak, no shift of leather. Like he was made of fog. “You know what happens to rare things in the dark?” I stared up at him. “They disappear.” Then he was gone. Just like that. No footsteps. No flash. Just… gone. But the chill stayed.

Thankfully, they’d always kept me out of their shady business, so none of it had anything to do with me. The plane rumbled to life and took off. Looking out at the wide, open sky, I felt something I hadn’t in a long time—peace—and I smiled. From today on, every day would be a brand new beginning. A future full of hope.

A sound like the sky tearing. And when the light vanished— Liam was gone. Not dead. Not destroyed. But missing. Again. And this time, there was no trail. Just silence.

Like if i just keep moving, it will all disappear behind me. Just as I reach the turn near the staircase, I hear it again, the sound of footsteps behind me. Slow. Deliberate. One after the other. *Click... click... click...* I freeze. That sound—too real to be my imagination. Too heavy to be nothing. A chill crawls up my spine like a spider with a grudge. I swallow hard and slowly turn my head over my shoulder. But... Nothing. No one is there. The hallway is empty.

And then. It disappeared.