Gravity Falls Aus Novels & Stories

The break is corrupt! My hands are damn shaking because in just a minute I would probably fall in that damn cliff! I tried again and again the break but it’s totally not functioning! I closed my eyes intently and tried so hard to think. I tried to open the door but it was too late. Before I can open the door my car slowly fell off in the cliff. I shouted in horror and I could only think about is…this time it would really be my end. This is my end. My tears fell and I feel dizzy. My head is throbbing as I felt the gravitational force of falling down from a high cliff.

She was the dignified powerhouse at the level of the king of gods, yet she was trapped in this dozen meters deep pit. No one would believe her if the news was spread. “Fine!” Not only did Alex keep a rope, but he even set up a force field around the place, concealing everything in this place. Then, the three people climbed down the rope. They only realized how terrifying this place was when the gravity acted on their bodies. Surprisingly, this gravity was a thousand times more powerful than a normal situation. Snap! The rope simply could not withstand this kind of strength and was broken right away.

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.

Stepped into the trap. Now I just had to survive it. The elevator descended, carrying me back to ground level. Back to reality. Except reality had just shifted into something I didn’t recognize. And there was no going back.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

The second I let go, I was in for certain death by a thousand glass shards. I squeezed my eyes shut and let the rest of my weight drop. The glass groaned beneath me, then… Nothing happened. My subconscious took over, some old knowledge about weight distribution on unstable surfaces making me lower myself onto my stomach, flat palms pressing against the cool glass. This way, I pushed myself to the side of the roof, only to realize I’d forgotten a little detail in my escape plan. It was an 8ft drop to the ground. If I fell and hit my head- If the wounds from the car crash reopened-Nope. No.Teens climbed out of windows and off roofs all the time. It was going to be fine. I pushed myself further

Chapter Twelve The rain had been relentless all Friday. Sheets of water fell from the sky, drumming against windows and rooftops, as if the heavens themselves were mourning or warning. Nora sat in the art studio, trying desperately to focus on her presentation, but her brush hovered uselessly over the canvas. The colours and lines felt meaningless. Every stroke of paint blurred, smudged by the storm of emotions inside her.

I reached out wildly, trying to grab onto anything to stop my fall, and my hands found the front of Susanna’s hospital gown. The thin fabric tore under the strain, but it was too late. The momentum of my fall pulled her down with me. Time seemed to slow down as gravity took hold. I instinctively twisted my body, curling inward to shield my stomach from the impact of my fall. Pain exploded across my back as I collided with the railing before tumbling further down the stairs. Each collision sent shock waves through my already battered body. Finally, I landed awkwardly on the landing, my breath knocked out of me in one painful gasp.

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.

With a powerful, synchronized shove, the heavy typewriter slipped out of its dark cavity in the underbelly, vanishing into the rushing shadow of the tall grass below with a muffled, heavy thud. ​An instant later, we followed the machine. I let go of the stabilizer bar, allowing the momentum to pitch me out from under the chassis. I dropped from the moving axle frames into the deep, weed-choked drainage ditches of the outer suburbs, my body rolling over and over through the cool, damp clay and thick elephant grass. The impact knocked the wind from my lungs, but the soft earth swallowed the violence of the fall.

"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.