Rumbling Falls Cave Novels & Stories

The falls thundered beyond the narrow mouth of the cave, sealing us in a curtain of white noise. “Hidden chamber,” he said. “Only shows when the water level drops. We’re inside the cliff—behind the fall. But we can’t stay long. When the tide rises, this place floods. Fast. We’d end up like that skeleton you saw.” I shivered. The memory of those bleached bones—ribs cracked open, chain still biting into one foreleg—flashed behind my eyes. Kaelen’s hand brushed my arm—gentle, grounding.

I don’t know for how long I had slept but I can tell that it was a bit long now since my arms and neck feels sore. So, it is raining, the rumble that echoed told me so. My brows twitched at the sound of the knock on my door and them opening and closing the knob. Light footsteps careful not to awaken me, and comforting crackles had surrounded the room briefly and it had gotten warmer than it was earlier.

The cry announcing its spectacular downfall, the monster collapsed like a felled tree amongst the platoon of Hunters. The deafening bang of the creature’s dramatic demise, reverberating for a while amidst the narrow gorge. The dust had not yet cleared from around them, when a more sinister rumble could be heard from above. The sound, drawing the numerous eyes contained within the gorge upward. There were only a few who witnessed the great sheets of jagged rock, which had broken from the fissure, come hurtling down into the gap between the two mountain peaks.

Then, abruptly—the ground shifted beneath us. A tremor. A crack. “Move!” Kael shouted. But it was too late. The cave floor collapsed. I screamed as I plummeted, the world spinning into darkness. The Fall Pain exploded through me as I hit the ground hard, dust and debris raining down around me. My ears rang. My lungs burned. “Kael?” My voice was hoarse. Silence. I pushed myself up, my body aching. Total darkness. The lantern was gone. I wasn’t alone.

The sound of a mountain falling in on itself roared behind them, a funeral dirge for a heart of crystal and song. They ran through the dark, the ground shaking beneath their feet. The tunnel was rough and sloped steeply downward. They slipped on wet stone, the children stumbling, but Ronan and Cade kept them moving, half-carrying the smallest ones. After what felt like an eternity, the shaking stopped. The roar of the collapse faded behind them. They were in a cold, dark, natural tunnel, deep beneath the earth. The only sound was their ragged breathing and the quiet, persistent hum of the Seed.

I don’t know how much this school costs, but I guessed the miscellaneous fee would be higher compared to the school I attended before. I didn’t count how many minutes I spent inside the room before someone slammed the door. Heavy, cracking, and angry slams of a werewolf. I shivered to my place and quickly stand up. One more slam and the door collapsed. A guy, taller than me. Raging face, growling tooth, and huge body were ready to capture me.

“Please.” Sobbing, she buried her face in the back of my right shoulder. My left hand gently stroked her right fingers. “We’ll make it through this.” I soothed, glancing over my shoulder at her. All at once, the rumbling voices uncannily went quiet. However, the drum roll thumped on: ba-dum-boom-boom. Then out of the blue, bam! A short panda cub with a marching bass drum on slings over his shoulders paced to and fro on the other side of the cave. He kept his steady drum beat, bobbing his head and rocking his shoulders.

Adamson pushed him aside angrily and carried my father to the helicopter, waiting to ferry him to the hospital. Before they took off, Adamson gave me a look of approval. I clicked a button to end the livestream and this entire farce. After I smashed the water pillar and saved Gwen, she tried to curl up against my chest. Her lips trembled so much that she could barely form a full sentence. “That was terrifying, Weston… If you actually died before my eyes, I’d live the rest of my life in guilt.

"Did you, " Before I could finish, the cave shuddered again. Rocks came raining down from the ceiling above. A sound like distant rolling thunder moved through the chamber around us. Tiago was already pointing at the scuba gear. "We need to move. The whole thing is coming down. Go. Now!" All five of us ran for the pile of gear as marble-sized stones continued to pour from above. The cracking and splitting sounds were getting louder and closer.