Utterly Stuck In Wall Novels & Stories

Amy almost felt crying for him, he looked so skinny. "Did you know the way out?" Irvin asked her. "I came through that C50 door, I don't think there is any other way out," Amy said. "Let's leave quick," Irvin and Amy immediately walked towards the C50 wall, Amy tried to push it open like she did when she was walking in but the object remained rigid. It would not slide. "I think we are stuck here, we need to find a way out," Amy said and Irvin looked around.

I must do something… Scrambling on the ground, I quickly pulled the chains from the concrete wall where it's attached but despite that, I gave all my strength, it didn't even make a small crack. My mind is filled with desperation after I saw the guy pinned Hazel on the wall, her face pressed against it as she screamed for him to let her go.

She was soft and felt right for his arms. His cheeks started to flare up and he felt uncomfortable down there. It’s been a while since the breakup and he felt it would be too impure to jerk off in Fin’s apartment. In fact, he shouldn’t be hard for Fin’s body at all! The best way is to start imagining the weirdest things he could come up with. Stone Cold Steve Austin in a tutu dress, he chanted, mentally. Stone Cold Steve Austin in a tutu dress. It took a while till he sighed. Finally, his member softened.

"Have you tried drilling into the walls? "Do you have any better suggestions? He asks in response, then shows us all a thin, sharp fingernail. "I found this stuck in the wall yesterday." "Like that would do any good," I mumble, falling back on my hard bed and staring at the ceiling. I miss her. I miss her more than I would ever be willing to admit. "Hey, I managed to punch a few holes in the wall," Ray protests, showing us the dot-sized pinpricks scattered throughout a brick. "I was hoping to loosen that brick and then backtrack. Surely we could reach the wall from here and then fight our way through.

She tiptop to get her towel but unfortunately, she slips and falls hitting her soft white butt against the floor as she yelps in pain. Not only did she injure her butt but her headache intensified by ten. Anton rushed in, he heard her scream. When he got in, she was butt naked struggling to get herself back to her feet. "Don't look!" Ashley yells as soon as she saw him staring at her with those beautiful sets of amber eyes. It was as though Anton was frozen to his spot, as he stares at the lady before him. Even though she said he shouldn't stare, he can't help but watch.

I muttered under my breath, clenching my fists in frustration. Then, out of sheer frustration, I slammed my hand against the wall—only to hear a hollow sound echo in response. I froze. This palace was built from stone, each wall solid, impenetrable. Yet this spot sounded different. Curious, I knocked again, tracing my fingers over the area. The faint sound of wood greeted my touch, and as I looked closer, I noticed a small picture frame hung beside it, its edges just slightly out of alignment. My heart raced.

' I tried to pull away from it again but the force pulled me back even harder, causing me to hit the left side of my head on the wall. "Ouch!" I screamed. This was no ordinary wall at all. I rearranged myself in a better stance to pull back even stronger but the creak happened again and this time, I felt the wall move. "What the fuck?!" The wall moved again and pushed me backward, well, sideways because my left side was practically glued to it at that moment. The wall was freaking moving and I was glued to it I was freaking losing my mind. But I guess that was only the tip, the opposite wall started closing in as well.

'But first, we need to find out now to open that wall. 'Agreed.' - I stared at the wall. It was day three of looking at these damn stones. Still I hadn’t been able to figure it out. Hitting and kicking them didn’t seem to do anything. I knew where the door was but there was nothing that indicated a keyhole for a key. I just couldn’t understand it. Over and over I had watched the video but there was no answer on how to open it. 'What if there is a mechanism? Like a magnet or something?' Naresh theorized.

Ian switched on the flashlight on his phone. The dim light spread across the elevator walls. "It can't be," I whispered. My hands were shaking as I quickly pulled out my own phone. I tried calling. Once. Twice. Three times. Nothing.There is no signal. The call wouldn’t go through. My chest tightened as I slowly lowered my phone. I looked up at Ian. My voice trembled as the reality hit me. "We're stuck," I whispered. The words felt heavy in my mouth. "We are fucking stuck....." I swallowed nervously before finishing my sentence. "Together."

Everything stinks of wrong. I look around and realise, there's no doors. No windows. No air vents. It's actually just walls that shimmer like oil slicks, and somehow, I'm alive and breathing. The room itself’s pulsating like a lung. Or a beast. I swear I see it breathe. Nope. Something's definitely wrong. Everything's just so wrong! My legs give in to weakness, and like jelly, I slide down the wall. I stay dead still, watching the monstrosity. It stops croaking and locks its eyes on me. I gulp and clear my throat hastily.