Gravity Falls Tourist Trapped Novels & Stories

The baby seemed to sense the danger, kicking wildly in a frenzy of survival instinct, as if trying to tear right through my skin to escape. Blood rushed to my head as we dangled upside down, suffocating me. I flailed my hands weakly. "Pull me up... Quick... I'm dying..." The staff on the platform must have seen that something was wrong. A megaphone crackled above us. "What's happening? Is the tourist in distress?" Sweat and tears blurred my vision. I tried to summon the breath to answer, to beg for my life, but Lily screamed over me, her voice echoing off the canyon walls:

He clearly said we had no time to make conversation and here I can't seem to stop asking unnecessary questions. "This is not the right time. Let go, I'll explain everything on the way," I tried to get up but immediately collapsed. I couldn't even stand on my own. James let out a sigh of frustration before crouching down and scooping me in his arms. My hands circled around his neck on their own to keep me from falling. *************

He climbed beside me, one hand always ready to catch if I slipped. The elevator groaned below, and in the dim red glow, I saw it dropping further, the brakes failing again. We scrambled upward, desperation turning into raw instinct. My fingers slipped, nails tearing, but Caelum’s hand caught mine, pulling me higher. “Don’t let go!” he roared. I clung to him, to the cable, to life itself. The elevator finally tore free, plummeting into the abyss below with a sound like the earth itself splitting. The rush of air nearly dragged me down with it.

I wanted to see Derrick again, dead or alive. As I approached the foot of the mountain, my heart pounded with excitement and anticipation. The towering peaks loomed above me, shrouded in mist and mystery. Every step I took brought me closer to the adventure I had been dreaming of for so long. But then, without warning, I felt the ground give way beneath me. My foot snared in a hidden trap, sending me tumbling to the forest floor. It shot me up in the air. Soon , I was dangling from a tree. Barely touching the ground. Panic surged through me as I struggled against the restraints, my heart racing as I realized I was caught.

Tai says uneasily. Just as I go to turn around to look at him, willing to agree, I feel my feet suddenly fall through a hole in the ground, dragging the rest of my body down. My hips fall through, my arms managing to grasp at the ground, holding me up for only a second before the dewy grass slips through my fingers and the rest of my body tumbles through the hole. And suddenly, all I see is darkness.

They were at Buckingham Fountain, one of the famous waterfalls in the world, known to attract many tourists with its beauty. "Can we also make a waterfall like this in our backyard?" Letta asked, making Marco stare straight at the waterfall in front of them. "If we make it, it will surely attract the attention of people and tourists in our country. Do you want our house to be visited by many people?" Marco asked nonchalantly, making Letta look at her husband with a displeased expression. Although Letta knew that Marco could do it and was capable of making the waterfall just for himself, it seemed like Marco only wanted to annoy Letta in return for her behavior since this morning.

Trying to ignore it all I took another step and the ladder broke. “Ah!” I screamed at the top of my lungs because of fear. I closed my eyes trying to feel the pain but I felt nothing. Instead I feel like I’m floating. When I opened my eyes I saw Nicolas carrying. Wait since when did he get here? I stared at his eyes and instantly I was drowned by it. His eyes were the prettiest eyes that I’ve ever seen. It shows many emotions that me myself can’t define. Nicolas Forbes? Who are you really?

She fell backward, followed by a loud crashing sound, while the black figure shot down swiftly, akin to a typical spy. The reporters and viewers in the live-streaming platform gasped and shrieked in shock. Both Eric and Rio had firm grips on the rope, but the free-fall was so overwhelming that the rope in their hands slipped down uncontrollably. The friction between their gloves and rope gave off tiny sparks. In the blink of an eye, Charmine shot down to the seventh floor. The two men hastily grabbed onto the rope and tightly gripped it to stop the free-fall. The rope stopped reeling after that, but Charmine was suspended in the air.

The tunnel shook severely, and a loud smash reverberated behind us. "Kyara, move!" Eric's cry spurred me forward as the earth underneath us collapsed. I slipped, my arms flailing as I attempted to regain my footing. Eric's hand reached out and grabbed mine, pushing me forward just as the floor collapsed into a huge hole. We burst into an open area, the light from above creating strange shadows on the jagged walls. For a brief time, we thought we'd escaped, but the eerie calm that followed was more horrifying than the beast's howling.

Bonnie replied with a grin but harbored deep guilt that twisted her insides. John heard a strange crackling underneath their feet and asked, “What is that?” Before anyone could answer, the floor underneath their feet started to shake. The floor fell out from under them, and they landed two stories down. As they picked themselves up, Taylor noticed the strange, dark interior of the terminal. “You guys, okay?” Taylor asked as he helped John and Bonnie stand. “What the hell just happened?” Bonnie asked. Taylor seemed unharmed by the fall and walked around easily. Bonnie and John struggled to stand after the fall with minor leg injuries.