In a world where the laws of gravity were reversed, people lived with their feet planted firmly on ceilings. Buildings were constructed with strong supports above, while chandeliers and light fixtures grew from the floors like strange, glistening flowers.
Anna had never known any other way. She spent her days walking upside-down, glancing occasionally at the odd sight of furniture clinging to the “ground” far above her head. Ladders were everywhere, leading up to chairs, beds, and tables when people needed to rest or eat. At first, it all felt natural, but there was always a faint hum of discomfort, an instinct that whispered something wasn’t right.
One afternoon, while out for a walk, Anna stumbled upon an ancient structure buried beneath a hill. Inside, dust-filled rooms lay abandoned, with furniture glued to the ceiling where her ancestors once sat. It was then she realized this wasn’t the way things had always been. Her world had been turned upside-down at some point, leaving people to adapt in bizarre ways. A shiver ran down her spine as she wondered what had caused it, and if the balance of the world might shift again—plunging them all into chaos or setting things right once more.
