Gravity Falls Weirdmageddon 2: Escape From Reality Mga Nobela at Kwento

Lysander’s hand was on her throat. "You were a useful tool," he whispered. "But the contract is up." "No," Vespera tried to scream. "No, I changed it! I fixed it!" "You can't fix gravity," Lysander laughed. His fingers opened. The drop. The sickening lurch of her stomach into her throat. The rush of air roaring like a train. The terrifying acceleration. She was falling. Falling toward the cold asphalt. Toward the end. And this time, there was no waking up.

Marcus muttered under his breath. He reached the stairwell—blocked. Concrete had collapsed halfway down, cutting off the path completely. No time, no pathway. Marcus turned sharply and kicked open the nearest office door. Windows,high up. Too high for a normal fall. Good thing he wasn’t normal. The floor shook violently again. Chunks of ceiling started falling. Noah flinched weakly against him. “It’s okay,” Marcus said quickly. “Just trust me.” Noah let out a shaky breath. “I do…”

“Ing ra ekta ouhs oht ethe tufre.” A white wisp of smoke rose and covered them, at the same time a whirl started beneath their feet, raising the dust around their legs. A few seconds later a dark hole opened up beneath their legs and slowly it began to devour them. Maggie squeezed her eyes shut, so far the wave of teleportation was making her very nauseous but she found out that closing her eyes made it better. The suction of the black hole wasn’t as terrible as before and when she opened her eyes a sharp gasp escaped her lips.

“When she wakes up, I’m going to talk to her, get her home safe. You can just fuck off.” Thalia smirks again, her golden eyes laced with orange fire. “I don’t think so. Talk soon Maddox.” She looked behind my shoulder, before I could react something smashed across the back of my head, sending me to the floor and a black pool of pain. When I came to, everything was still black. And muddy. I scrambled to my feet only to find myself enclosed by mud on all four sides. “HELP!” I’m in a hybrid trap. Fantastic. With grim determination I start trying to climb my way out, however after only a few scrambles the earth wall starts to collapse around me. It leaves an overhang of mud that threatens to fal

With a final, primal scream, he ripped the cables out of the floor. The sound was deafening a mixture of tearing metal and a digital scream that shattered the glass of the stasis pods. The Red-Queen fell. Her anti-gravity failed instantly. She crashed onto the marble floor, her composite body convulsing. The red light in the room died, replaced by emergency strobes. I fell from the magnetic field, hitting the ground hard. Dax was there in a second, scooping me up. "Mia! Stay with me!" "The pods..." I gasped, pointing to the walls.

He targeted the mountain itself. Malik reversed the localized gravity directly above the Boma. The ancient, massive cobblestones of the courtyard began to violently tremble. Then, with a deafening screech of tearing earth, the stones began to float upward. Trees were ripped out of the soil by their roots, drifting into the sky like dandelion seeds. Deep below, in the Warren, the ceiling began to aggressively fracture. Huge chunks of basalt broke loose, crashing into the reservoir. The screams of the refugees echoed up through the ventilation shafts.

The very earth seemed to groan in agony as the floor of the vault, built on a hollow pocket of the sea cave, finally surrendered to gravity. The world tilted. Marcus let out a cry of surprise as the stone beneath him disintegrated. He lunged forward, trying to grab the edge of the safe, but the entire section of the room was sliding into the abyss. "Dante!" Marcus screamed, his hand outstretched. Dante reached out, a reflex born of thirty years of loyalty, but Ivy grabbed his belt, hauling him back toward the ventilation shaft. "The vent! Now!" The floor vanished. One moment they were standing on solid ground; the next, they were falling into a churning vortex of white water and black rock.

Must I need to forget everything and just live in the present? I heaved sigh and finish my bathe. I walk outside without wearing anything. I walk confidently that no one will see me like this since Prea always leave when she finished to prepare my clothes but the day is fvck up. "Damn!" I heard someone cuss and hearing that voice I know its him—Paolo. I don't know what should I do and because of panic I twist my ankle causing me to fall. "FVCKERS!" I shout and glare. I don't know where the hell is he but I glare in front of me.

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.