Upside Down In The Middle Of Nowhere นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She attacked me. I remember her saying something creepy to me before she made me fall asleep. Her crooked smile was the last thing I remember before waking up here. Wherever here was. A gasp escapes my lips as I realize I was hanging upside down in this world. There in the dark sky hanged three gibbous red moons. Where in hell was I? I began hyperventilating as my nervousness kicked in. What world was this?

The werewolves howled in frustration from above, their cries echoing through the night. John fell, the world spinning around him. It was a terrifying freefall into the void, and for a moment, he wondered if he had made a grave mistake. But then, as he plunged deeper into the darkness, he saw a glimmer of hope. A narrow ledge jutted out from the cliff face, and he reached out desperately, fingers scrambling for purchase.

It was a smooth drive, long and difficult sometimes, but satisfying on my part. But now, I think I'm in trouble because I’ve been on the road all day without passing a single soul or any houses. It’s just endless fields, and it’s nighttime. It’s thundering, so it’s definitely going to rain. What’s worse is that there’s a noise coming from my car engine, and I’m worried it might just stall in the middle of nowhere! For goodness' sake! Does it really have to give up now?! Now that I’m seemingly stranded on the road, it’s scary at night because there aren't even any lights around. It was all endless fields out there! I’m afraid a mutant cannibal might just pop up and kill me in a gory way! Or m

The wind howls outside, whipping the trees into a frenzy. Adrian stares out the windshield, his breath catching in his throat for a split second before the confusion sets in. He looks around at the desolate landscape—no buildings, no lights, no store. Just dirt, rock, and a deadly fall. "Where the fuck is this?" Adrian snaps, turning to glare at Ryder. "This isn’t downtown. This is the middle of nowhere. Are you kidding me?" Ryder just shrugs, a small, enigmatic smirk playing on his lips. "I told you it was hard to find."

Metal screeched. Then, stillness. "Everyone okay?" Jack asked, unbuckling his straps. "Alive," Marcus grunted. "Ben?" "I think I swallowed my gum," Ben moaned from under a pile of cargo nets. They kicked open the rear hatch. The cold hit them instantly. They were in the middle of nowhere. A white desert of snow and ice, with the red glow of the Chernobyl fire burning on the horizon behind them. "We have to move," Jack said, leaning heavily on Catherine. "The Council will track the crash site."

My chest heaved up and down, but I was slowly calming down. We were in the middle of nowhere. If I don’t act along, I won’t get away from here.

Her words, doing nothing to reassure me. We were in the middle of nowhere, with no cell phone signal to call for help. I left the hood open and took another look, but it was clear that we weren't going anywhere anytime soon. "Well, this is great," I said, kicking the tire in frustration. "Just what we needed. A breakdown in the middle of nowhere." Olivia put a hand on my arm. "Hey, it's okay. we'll figure something out." I sighed, knowing she was right. We couldn't just stand there all day. I looked around and spotted a vehicle a few miles down the road.

My duty as a Luna compelled me to confront the unknown head-on, to face whatever awaited us on the desolate outskirts. The SUV came to a halt near the location Nixon had specified. We stepped out into the chilly night, the scent of damp earth and the distant howls of unseen creatures filling the air. The moon cast an ethereal glow on the landscape, revealing an abandoned building that stood like a solemn sentinel in the darkness. We approached cautiously, the crunch of gravel beneath their boots resonating in the quietude. The entrance to the building loomed ahead, a foreboding portal into the unknown. I sniffed, trying to find any scent of those bloodsuckers, but couldn’t find any.

Now, it’s just us. And it’s dangerous. Not because of the Rosettis. Not because of the war waiting for us back home. But because this? This is real. And real? Is beyond terrifying. It’s late. The sky is full of stars, and we’re parked on the side of some deserted highway in the middle of nowhere. The warm desert air hums with the sound of crickets, the faint rustle of wind through dry grass. Levi leans against the hood of the car, cigarette dangling between his fingers. He doesn’t smoke often, but sometimes, when he’s thinking too much, he does.