Utterly Stuck In Wall Novels & Stories

"What do you mean by we are stuck? We just got in!" He placed his hands inside his pocket, leaving my hand. "The door was open, so I just entered. I forgot that there was a card to unlock the door," he said and sat on one of the tires. "You don't have the card," I assumed and sat hopelessly on another tire in front of him. "We are indeed stuck in this basement. Maybe forever." "Don't overthink it. I'm sure someone will find us." I took out my phone. "We can call Rio."

I stared at the large wall before me and panned my head to the side, it was going to take a lot of time to find that valve, but this was our best option at this point. I began tapping my knuckles against the walls at different points and in quick succession. It was sturdy, like it was full and there was no space behind. I moved with the speed of light, to ensure that I would finish in time. I pounded my fist against the various points of my side of the wall till I was done. Everything sounded sturdy. I turned toward Drew and he was done as well; the same look of disappointment was reflected in his eyes. He shook his head gently at me to signify that he was also unlucky.

I felt pain everywhere in my body and it was making it a little hard for me to stand up. Make that a lot hard. After numerous attempts, I finally managed to stand up as I tried walking to my bedroom to have my phone. The room was on the second floor and I had to walk all the way up the stairs to retrieve my phone. Why did Adam do this to me? I got out the living room and put my feet on the first step. My waist hurt and my head was a mess. I looked down where I saw the mark that Adam made when he used his belt on me. It was a red, scabby mark.

Trying to stay calm even though she was really scared. The elevator doors opened. With one breath, Nara stepped out and began to look through the numbers in front of the seventeenth floor hallway door. She finally found the door with the number two hundred and fifty-one on it. Nara knocked on the door several times. "Didn't happen, huh?" he muttered again when he didn't get an answer from inside. Nara looked up, looking at the room number again. There was nothing wrong. Her aunt had said that she had to meet and serve the man in the room. Because he had paid her a very high price.

He leaned in closer, his face now dangerously close to mine. I tried to back away and reached out to twist the door knob but just like before, it didn't budge. "We're trapped," I declared, frustration evident in my voice. "Give me a break!" I almost kicked the door in frustration, but it still wouldn't open. "It's not moving, is it? Why don't we try to make the best of it and kill some time?" Jared suggested, but I could only scrunch my nose in pure disgust. "You've got to be kidding me... Of all people, I can't believe I'm stuck with you," I said, pushing him away, but he didn't move far. He just hit his back against the wall.

He pushed his body off the car, and they both went away. "Dissera portus" Esther wiggled her fingers on the metal lock binding the chains around. It fell at his own noise. We walked into the antique store. "Fuck! How long has no one like actually being here!" Carter was pulling out the lines of webs that circled him as we stepped in. "Guys!" Bradson call sent me stopping. "For some reason I can't get in" He made another effort getting in but couldn't, an invisible wall was stopping him.

I stated. And I moved towards the door. I tried opening the door. But it didn't open. Shit... God... "We are stuck here. The door is locked" I said to him. And he grinned. What? Is he really mentally unstable? "Why are you grinning like an idiot?" "Because now you'll have to spend alone time with me" he said and winked. WTF? -----------------------------------------------------------

"I won't give you a big punishment because it's just the first day ... Do you know what wall sit' is ?... It's kind of like an exercise" Will said with a smile. Chris shook his head as a No "go stick to a wall and sit without a chair that's called wall sit," he said and Chris slowly walked to the wall "go on …quick" Chris started doing the wall sit "stay like that for 1 hour... If you fall down in the middle you have to do it again from the start" he said looking at Chris he turned back to the class

The phone glitched instantly. The screen flickered violently. Messages overlapped. Corrupted. Unreadable. The hum in the room spiked sharply. Then broke. A loud crack echoed through the space. The walls shifted again. More violently this time. “That’s it,” the other me said quietly. “Keep going.” I didn’t stop. Didn’t slow down. I threw the phone against the wall. It hit hard. Then dropped. Still flickering. Still glitching. The room reacted immediately. The floor trembled slightly.

I mutter to myself, my foot keeps slipping on the callous bricks. “Need some help?” “Actually, yes. I just need a helping hand up there.” I reply, still inspecting the height of the wall. Maybe I could try finding a rope and tying it on my heels, throwing it up on a ledge like a grappling hook. “I don’t wanna help though.” the voice replies. I roll my eyes, whoever guest that is, is definitely mental, or maybe I’m talking to an illusion considering that spiked tequila’s on my system is like illegal drugs.