Novel & Cerita When These Walls Come Tumbling Down

He pushed me into the car, and quickly started driving. - Where are we going? - Home. - Because? -You will see. I didn't say anything as Adrian sped towards our building. When we got to my apartment, my eyes widened. Everything was destroyed, and there were big bold letters on the floor, and a dead rabbit beside them. HUMPTY DUMPTY* SAT ON A WALL, HUMPTY DUMPTY FELL TO THE HARD FLOOR. AND NOT ALL THE KING'S MEN AND HORSES THEY MANAGED TO PUT IT BACK AGAIN.

Screams of pain and fury. "They're already losing. Can you hear it? Your wolves are being slaughtered like cattle. Your precious defenses are crumbling. Those walls you thought would protect you are nothing but kindling waiting to burn." Her smile widened. "Soon there won't be anything left but corpses and ruins. And you'll have a front-row seat to watch it all." Rage burned in my chest but my limbs wouldn't move. Wouldn't fight. She looked back at me one last time. Savoring the sight of me broken and helpless on the floor.

You can't break down the wall! 'Bang!' Another in the same spot, only a small amount of concrete fell with it. Stop! You're going to hurt yourself before you can knock that wall down! 'Bang!' This time, bricks exploded from the place where Nathan had been pounding the wall. Not knowing what else to do, I let out a little squeal and tucked my head between my knees to protect my eyes. “Elana.”

Red emergency lights turned off. Replaced by bright white. A speaker crackled to life. Victoria's voice. "Welcome, gentlemen," she said. "I've been expecting you." The walls started moving. Hydraulic systems engaging. Closing in. "She's going to crush us," Red said. "Find an exit!" I shouted. "Now!" We searched frantically. Walls closing steadily. Six feet of space. Five feet. Four feet. Bull found something. A grate in the floor. "Here!" he yelled.

Chapter 98 ... The ruins came crashing down, massive pieces of stone slammed into the earth with enough force to shake the entire battlefield. And then... A roar echoed across the world, a sound so horrifying that it seemed impossible for any living creature to produc; it was deeper than thunder and more terrifying than death itself. BOOM! BOOM! The collisions continued, the ancient walls trembled and the ground split apart. Then... SWOOOOSSH! The colossal fortress bearing the ancient seals finally collapsed, the sacred barrier that had stood for countless years shattered completely.

Hit the limestone. It hissed. The wall started to bubble. To dissolve. The pressure on my back changed. Shifted. The ceiling wasn’t dropping straight down anymore. It was tilting. Toward the weak wall. “NOW!” Dominic roared. I didn’t think. I moved. Threw myself sideways as the section I’d been holding collapsed. Hit the ground rolling, bones snapping, shifting mid-roll. Human. Naked. Bleeding. Broken. The ceiling crashed down where I’d been. Where we’d been.

Because the walls were starting to shake. Because the ground was starting to shift. Because whatever held this place together was beginning to give.And somewhere behind them a system voice, calm and emotionless, cut through the failing structure: “Structural collapse sequence initiated.”

They wouldn't be hidden any longer. It seemed like the walls were old and we were going to fall at any minute. They creaked as they shifted, cracking further down each day until eventually, there wouldn't be anything left to hold them together. The walls would crumble down and there wouldn't be anyone left to repair or restore them.

His voice trembled, filled with despair. As soon as he finished speaking... Whoosh! Whoosh... Whoosh... Whoosh... Four white walls appeared from four directions like giant bulldozers advancing toward the ship in the middle. That momentum was no less impressive than a thousand galloping horses. It was as if the world was ending! No! That was wrong! Those were not white walls. Upon closer inspection, Andrius and the others realized that what seemed to be white walls were actually towering waves dozens of meters high.

But the dark comforted me, especially when I am upset. There are passageways through the walls. Some of them aren’t good for being tall. I remember a couple times when I first started living in the walls that I bumped my head. But now, I have learned to live downward. My legs and back are always bent. My hands constantly rest on the floor. Sometimes my hands help me move faster. I remind myself of a spider.