Novel & Cerita Like Ceiling Can't Hold Us

He narrowed his eyes, trying to see past the plaster, trying to find the threads he couldn't see anymore. "I don't know," Cale whispered. "I can't tell." "Guess." "Water creates rot. Rot weakens wood. Wood holds stone." "So the ceiling could fall." "It is a non-zero probability." Elion stood up. "Okay. That's it. Cabin fever is over. We are evacuating." "To where? The hall?" "To the kitchen," Elion said. "I don't care about the cameras. I don't care about the thermal scan. I am not getting crushed by a wet ceiling."

Her hands started to tremble as she glanced up and tried to climb the ceiling. She tried to jump and reach the spot but couldn’t. She tried again and again but failed each time. “Mary, push me, I can’t reach up,” Mary averted her eyes at her and hummed heedlessly. She grabbed her legs and pushed them upward. Renai clutched the edge of the cement and pushed her body up. She was applying every ounce of her energy but the ceiling was too high for her reach. Out of the blue, she felt a hand on her hand. She immediately jerked away her hand and panted.

He was exerting his strength to pull her up. However, the cracks on the rooftop floor beneath his feet were also spreading. They would collapse at any moment. The explosions continued. A bigger and bigger expanse of the rooftop floor around them collapsed. On this rooftop that would collapse at any time, he could not find a force-bearing point at all. It was impossible to pull her up with one hand. Ling Yiran knew this very well! The only way was for him to grab her with both hands! However, he was holding onto the rope ladder with his other hand. If he let go of it, they would both fall together!

“What are they covering? Elevators and stairwell I’m assuming?” “Yeah. All exits covered. Except two entrances. None of us would be able to fit.” The younger guy from early flipped up to the twentieth floor plans. “This service elevator will take you up to the twentieth floor. From there, if you can make your way down to the sixteenth, there is a vent that can be used to get down into the fifteenth floor ceiling.” My eyebrow rose. “Then why have’t we evacuated those people from the higher floors down?” “The weight limit of the lift. It’s…” His face flushed pink. “There is a hundred and twenty pound limit. It’s not meant for people but for supplies for the upper floors.”

Thick smoke quickly filling the air, I was barely able to see my mate, even when I held her close to me. Cracking of the ceiling echoes above us and her arms clutch to my waist. I could hear bits of the ceiling crumbling around us and falling to the ground. I had braced myself over Lilah. Holding her small frame tightly under me as we hunched to the ground, preparing for the worse. Piece by piece, the roof fell on top of us until we were pinned down with no way out. We couldn’t move, I couldn’t move. With my arms locked under her and the weight of the ceiling pressing me firmly against her, I knew we were trapped and I was crushing Lilah with my weight.

But not for Rosey. Rosey eyed her and, her expression was serious. It was clear that she was not interested in her denial. Well, she behaved that way when she wanted to have fun. “Oh, you didn’t?” she started, “then, can you explain why the ceilings were shaking so badly last night? It felt as if we were hit by the continental tremor. I and Shireen couldn’t sleep in peace because we were worried the chandelier would fall on us. Our beauty sleep, we lost it to the outrageous tremor.” She was complaining like a fussy guest and like one she would pose to be.

The couple of milliseconds my head had been exposed were enough to see there was no one else on the roof. “I think we can get out this way. The other buildings are quite close. We should be able to jump across.” “You want to leave the people downstairs?” “Yes, Jenny. I want to leave them. You can stay if you want.” Enough of the heroic bullshit. I looked up at the hole. It would be hard to pull myself up through it. What I needed was something to stand on. Something a bit more solid than the heap of bodies. “But don’t you think it’s strange?”

“Jules found Galena and her mom. They’re going to the service dock.” My words seem to amp up the energy in the room because everyone hastens their steps. As we make our way up the stairs, a large pillar crashes down the passage, nearly hitting us. Unfortunately, it breaks through the stairs, which makes it challenging. Thankfully, Azazel and Mikhail are strong enough to fly with us, so they help us make our way up. Once we reach the lobby, I see what Jules was telling me. The ceiling is drooping down and blocking the front doors; I have to blink my eyes as dust rains down everywhere. The lobby is destroyed, and there are small fires spreading across the ceiling.

Holding on to each other wouldn't help issues at all. "Adonis..." I called him as I tried to leave his hold. He refused to let me go. He held me so tight, my heart clenched at the thought that if things go wrong, I might never see him again. "Please, Adonis... We need to leave this place." It was starting to feel crazily hot. In the midst of the growing flame, everyone was trying to find a way to escape, but huge chunks of the structure kept falling onto the ground, dimming our chances of survival.

"I authorize a surcharge! Put it on the company expense account! Code: APOCALYPSE-OVERRIDE!" "Request Denied," the AI replied smoothly. "Due to the current 'End of World' scenario, credit has been suspended. Cash or Gold only. Also, please note that 'Standing Room' is not permitted in a Mach-5 vertical ascent vehicle." "Stupid machine!" Ben kicked the pedestal. "It’s easier to get a refund from the IRS!" The silo shook violently. A chunk of the ceiling the size of a bus crashed down, missing the Pangolin by ten feet.