Scenes From Falling Down Novels & Stories

The ground beneath me…sags somehow, becoming pliable, stretching like a net made of thinner and thinner material as the milliseconds pass, until it snaps and I somehow fall…through. I gasp as I tumble backwards, only air beneath me and I fall – Fall! My eyes fly open as I continue to plummet downwards, though I don’t know where, or how – I wasn’t that close to the cliff’s edge – it’s impossible – But suddenly my back hits, hard, and all of the air goes out of me. Coughing, gasping, I turn to my side, my rifle still clutched against my chest, my face pressed into the dirt as I try to drag air into my lungs.

Then we’re falling. Alex yanks me against him as the emergency lights flicker on, casting everything in a sickly red glow. His heart pounds against my cheek, his arms forming a protective cage around me. Eliana stumbles, catching herself against the wall. Marcus’s papers scatter across the floor like autumn leaves, revealing glimpses of damning evidence in their descent. “The emergency brakes should engage automatically,” Alex starts, his voice steady despite our plunge. “The system was just inspected last—” Another shriek of metal cuts him off. We drop faster, the floor numbers blurring past: 15, 14, 13… The force pushes us up slightly, creating a sickening sensation of weightlessness.

Her eyes went crimson as the pain flooded over her. She realized she had to flee from him as quickly as possible. Her instincts shouted for safety, pushing her to keep a safe distance from him. She noticed that the lift was not moving when she looked at the floor number. “Why…. why is this lift not moving”

The world tilted violently as the ground gave way, and I let out a sharp, panicked scream. Rocks crumbled under me, my limbs flailing for something—anything—to hold on to. But there was nothing. Just the rush of air, the sound of stones tumbling with me, and the sickening realization that I was falling. Down, down, down. The sunlight above shrank, swallowed by the darkness of the pit. My body scraped harsh rock walls as I descended, the air whipping past me until— Thud! Pain exploded through my side as I hit a hard ledge mid-fall, knocking the breath from my lungs before I bounced off it and continued tumbling, finally landing on my back in the cold, damp earth below.

~~Alex~~ Everything was spinning out of control like the universe had decided to collapse in on itself and take everything I loved along with it. Within a few hours, everything Jay and I had built everything we’d fought to protect was bleeding out in front of me. The footage still played behind my eyelids every time I blinked. Lena her eyes blank, her movements jerky and inhuman standing at the top of the stairs. Jay’s soft, confused voice asking what she was doing there. And then… that push. That horrifying, slow-motion fall.

getting close, and then it rings in my head what she’s about to do. “Oh, sh*t, no!” But she’s jumped off the floor. The air is so freezing and running past my skin with such coldness that I thought it would cut my skin. My cheeks are almost numb, and when I try to open my eyes, tears are slightly escaping from the harsh effect of gravity. I see that we are actually going to fall, and that means we’re going to get crushed by the ground. It’s too far. “What the hell? What the hell? Oh, my heavens, we are going to die.” And we land on the ground.

I close my eyes as my body plummets to its death. The breeze stirs my hair, and my body is pelted by falling rubble from the wreckage of the floor. Just as I think I’m about to crash into the ground, a bright light fragments around, separating me from Taylor’s hold. I can feel my body now. The overwhelming feeling of falling through the air overtakes me. I yell out my distress as I continue to fall through the blinding light. My arms move in front of me to block the outstandingly bright light. I close my eyes and take a deep breath when my body finally lands on the firm ground. However, I don’t feel a stitch of pain. All I feel is my body bouncing on some unknown surface.

Her bullet shattered the screen beside the detonator, shards flew, sparks burst, but it was too late. De Marco slammed his palm down, there was a deafening roar as the ground trembled and cracks began to split through the marble floor like veins of lightning beneath their feet as the foundation gave way with a monstrous groan. Massimo lunged for Talana, grabbed her wrist just as the world collapsed beneath them. “Massimo!” Her scream echoed through the falling dust and darkness as the floor vanished, and what followed was nothing but the sound of stone and fire. The fall wasn’t clean. It was violent, stone, steel cables, blistering heat and gravity conspiring all at once. Talana’s back slamm

"He’s dragging us back to a version of the story where we’re still Victims!" ​The Gravity of the Anchor ​The Respiration plummeted through a tunnel of "Scrapped Scenes." Nora watched in horror as the viewport showed them flying backward past the Colosseum of Critics, past the Nebula of the Drafts, and straight toward the dark, jagged maw of the Abyssal Anchor.

Mocking. Daniel’s voice cut through the silence, sharp and cold. “Show yourself.” Nothing. Edward’s finger tightened on the trigger. His eyes were fire in the dark. “Coward.” Then—footsteps. Slow retreating steps, fading down the hallway. They listened, every muscle tight, until the sound disappeared completely. No one moved for a long time. Finally, Daniel cursed under his breath, raking a hand through his hair. “They’re toying with us.” Edward lowered the gun, his jaw tight. “Not for long.”