Utterly Stuck In Wall Novels & Stories

'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."

I repositioned, got a better grip, yanked… "Come on,” I muttered, tugging at it with both hands now, crouched awkwardly on the floor. The zipper moved approximately two millimetres and then stuck again. Completely jammed. "Are you kidding me right now…" Just then, the door opened… and I froze. Darius stood in the doorway, one hand on the frame, and took in the full picture of me crouched on the floor, both hands death-gripping a duffle bag zipper.

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.

He slams a code into the keypad with a triumphant grin. *BUZZZZ.* The room suddenly groans. The stone walls, which I thought were solid, begin to slide inward. Slowly. "Uh, Owen?" I say, my voice rising an octave. "Did your logic just trigger a death trap?" "It’s a glitch," he says, his eyes wide as he hits the buttons again. "It has to be a glitch. The sequence was perfect!" "The walls are moving! The sequence was wrong!" The room is getting smaller by the second. Within a minute, we’re forced into the center of the space. The desk is crushed against the wall, leaving us with only a few square feet of floor.

“Fifty two seconds left! QUICK!” I rummaged around hastily in my pocket for another stone. I groaned in agony as my hands felt the cotton inside my pockets and nothing else. I had already fired the last stone. And the wall remained determined to keep us trapped as it refused to shatter despite the cracks. With all my remaining strength, I smashed the butt of my sword against the wall. More cracks appeared. But it wasn’t enough. Señor Ramirez and Zak raced over. “On the count of three, we barge our weapons against this wall. It’s going to break, believe me!” I shouted, as the pulsating anticipation that the bomb could detonate any second plagued my mind.

After a few hours of hard work, he finally reached the gate but his stick which he held in his other hand slipped from his grip due to sweat covered in his fist. The wooden stick fell a little far away from his feet. He had to leave the wall and sat on the ground to find his stick. When he got the stick again the exit door already missed. And with help of his stick when he found the wall and started his journey. After a day or two, he again reached the exit door but a bee came and started to irritate him. He used the hand by which he was touching the wall to get rid of that bee. And the exit door again missed.

Well, whatev- Where's the damn door?! How do I enter it?! It's just a semi-translucent, rectangle-shaped wall with no door handles. Is it off-limits? Now?! Of all times?! It's going to explode! "Sir... is anything wrong?" "Uhh... the toilet is closed." "Pardon me, sir? The toilet is wide open. Just walk through." "Ahh... T-Thank you?" Walk through?! Does it work like that mysterious invisible barrier from earlier? Well, as long as I can take my piss.

I really need my phone to call Jack. I walked back to his room looking for my bag when I accidentally bumped into the wall. I was startled, falling on my knees when the wall twisted. W-What is that? I asked, scared and nervous, still staring at the wall, waiting to see if there was someone out there. I slowly got back to my knees, walking towards the wall cautiously. I lightly pushed when it opened, revealing what was inside the wall. I am completely dumbfounded, gripping the moving wall.