by Akira-San
Have you ever wondered what lies behind our reality? What horrors wait for someone unfortunate enough to fall out of it? What mysteries hide behind the walls around us, or beneath the ground you walk on? Or maybe… What do those strange dreams we have actually mean? If you're not careful and you no-clip out of reality in the wrong places, you might end up in the Backrooms, where it is nothing but the stink of an old, moist carpet, the madness of mono-yellow wallpaper walls, the endless background noise of ceiling lights at maximum volume, and approximately six hundred million square miles of randomly placed rooms to be trapped inside of. God save you if you heard something wandering around nearby, because it sure as hell has heard you as well. (Quick note btw, legal moral and all… yeah this is a take on the Backrooms media, with my story and events but with lore and things from Backrooms fandom, after all, it is a public domain for all creative people, so I do not own any of this beside characters and story line).
