Utterly Stuck In Wall Novels & Stories

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.

People like Vivienne and Julian don't understand that when you have nothing, you have nothing to lose. I felt around in the dark until my fingers brushed against the cool, thin metal of the staple again. It was mangled now, a jagged "S" shape that bit into my palm, but it was still a tool. I didn't try the lock again, Julian would be watching for that. Instead, I turned my attention to the wall near the floor. The mortar was old, crumbling in places where the dampness of the harbor had seeped through the brickwork.

Thank God I am one of those women. “Disobedience!” Galterio roared and slammed his fist into the wall. His whole arm went through the wall as plaster, bricks, and dust tumbled to the ground. He grabbed my shoulder roughly and slammed my back against the wall. My head bobbed back and hit against the wall hard, sending a ringing through my ears.

Her feeble hand pointed at what was behind the open door, trying to confirm to him that he also witnessed the same thing. They couldn't believe what they saw. Behind the door was only a brick wall. Yes, it was the wall that the door was attached to. There was no room, let alone a forest. It looked like a joke door. "H-how is that possible?" Grace muttered, touching the brick wall. "What happened? Why is there suddenly a wall here?!" The man did the same. The two of them pushed against the wall and even tried to knock on it just to confirm that it was a real wall – A strong one.

“Stubborn mutt—” Before he could finish, two more metal spikes shot from the walls with vicious force. Thwip! Thwip! They struck Revin squarely in the thigh—both legs—embedding into muscle and dragging him back with bone-jarring force. He howled, part-beast, part-man, blood spraying against the stone floor. His shift stalled, trapped halfway between forms—too injured to complete it, too strong to collapse.

Pulte said. Pulte was worried about what might happen. He called Ravitz again and this time he quickly answered. "What's going on? What's happening?" Pulte asked. "Oh, get inside the bunkers and guide other people near you to safety. We're in level 3, the monsters have increased in the northwest wall and a couple of them are already above the city." "Have you contacted the doctors? Are they safe?" "Don't worry, the headquarters is the safest place in the city. Most of the people have already gone underground and uh-"

And crap I think I broke my booty, no more booty calls. “Stupid wall which crackhead made a wall in the middle of the street” I mutter to myself, but ladies and gentlemen... The wall replies... “It's you clumsy women that conjure up evil plans in your head in the middle of the day and are unaware of your surroundings” that’s it. Hold my earrings, imma beat this wall... Wait since when can walls talk? I look up and see a tall, very tall, man.

Relief started to loosen my chest… until it froze again in the next second. If the bathroom was empty, then what had been making that noise? I scanned the small space, suspicion prickling at me, when I saw a faint stain had begun to bloom across the opposite wall. Blood. It deepened, spread, multiplied—scrawling wildly across the wall in a feverish repetition: Help me let me out help me let me out help me let me out Help me let me out help me let me out help me let me out Help me let me out help me let me out help me—

I pressed it again. Still nothing. “What now?” Luxxe looked at the panel. Before either of us could say anything, the lights flickered. The elevator jerked. I grabbed the railing. Then— Thunk. We stopped. Completely. I stared at the doors. “No.” Luxxe pressed a button. Nothing. He pressed another. Still nothing. I slowly turned toward him. “Please tell me we're not stuck.” “We're stuck.” I closed my eyes. “Of course we are.” I leaned against the wall.

Above it, through a small iron ventilation grate, I could hear the terrifying shrieks of the horde just inches away on the outer ledge. I grabbed the thick iron handle with both hands. "Come on..." I gritted out, pulling with everything I had. It didn't budge. The frost had frozen the gears inside the wall. "Move!" I snarled at myself. I planted my boot against the stone wall, threw my entire body weight backward, and pulled. CLANK!