Backrooms Entities Novels & Stories

Fragments. Moments. Mara saw the penthouse office. The night she had almost died. The collapsing system core. Ethan carrying her body in blood-soaked silence. Noah screaming over failing architecture. Security footage. Medical monitors. Residual neural recordings. Core-pulse maps. A hundred broken pieces of the end. The girl stood in the middle of all of it. “I was not alive when the Entity still ruled,” she said. “I was architecture then. A recursion loop. Adaptive residue. A continuity instinct embedded in collapsing intelligence.”

"To enter this room, you have to use the employee code given by the personnel department and then replace it with a code you created yourself, sir. A kind of pa*sword that only we ourselves know. Could it be ..." "Audrey forgot her own code? Maybe she didn't change hers?" asked Liam confused. Nea nodded hesitantly. "This is only the first day, sir." Liam growled in annoyance. "I will recover the original pa*sword and use my own pa*sword," said Liam. Nea immediately turned her back to Liam while her boss processed the pa*sword recovery on the door. The authority to recover pa*swords on all computer systems, doors and locked cupboards in the Keagan World building is only owned by Liam and th

The entity recoiled momentarily, edges pulsing with frustration. Then, without warning, a second figure emerged from the deeper shadows, a mirror of the first, yet darker, more jagged, exuding a quiet malice. Lyra’s stomach dropped. “Two of them?” Kael’s jaw tightened. “Or it’s splitting itself. Adapting.” The twin entities advanced in perfect synchronization, pressing their energy against the ground, the walls, the very air. Lyra felt the lattice shiver, tested to its limits. Flames flickered, frost cracked in miniature fractures.

At first it looks like twisted metal. Then it moves. Eight feet tall. Four long limbs braced like an animal. Its surface looks like fractured glass and dark alloy, constantly shifting shape like liquid steel trying to remember how to be solid. Where a head should be— There’s just a rotating ring of light. The thing tilts slightly. As if studying us. The crowd behind us freezes. Someone whispers, “What is that?” The partitioned presence answers inside Aidan’s mind. External construct. Non-biological. Combat simulation entity.

Zenith pressed close to my back. "Together," Ember whispered. Her empathy wrapped around all of us like a safety net made of feeling. We stepped through. Everything stopped making sense. Time moved backwards and forward at once. I watched myself as an old man and a baby simultaneously. The ground was sky. Sky was nothing. Nothing was everything. My mind should have broken. The corruption inside me pulsed with recognition though. The void entity's influence gave me resistance to the entropy trying to dissolve us. "This way." Jamie's voice came from everywhere and nowhere. They guided us through landscapes that hurt to look at. Spaces were folded incorrectly. Colours that had no names.

“We’re invoking a procedure, Jake so don't make us cite the bedrock My stomach dropped.I knew that tone. It was the sound of a trap snapping shut. “No,” I said, though my voice lacked its previous fire. “You’re not.” The woman’s eyes gleamed. “We are.” She lifted a thin tablet, etched with markings so old they barely registered as language anymore. “Emergent entity clause. Pre-pack. Pre-alpha. Pre-keeper.” I stared at it. “That clause was retired after the great culling.” “It was buried, not erased,” she corrected. I could hear my own heartbeat now slow and heavy.

forcing its spindly form to stutter and freeze in a State of Infinite Wait. Caleb lunged, his jaws snapping through the Entity's static cloak. He didn't taste blood; he tasted Ozone and Cold. The Entity let out a sound like a hard drive crashing and dissolved into a cloud of unformatted pixels. But two more snapped into place behind us. "Sereia! Look!" Caleb shouted, nodding toward a massive, glowing structure that was beginning to render in the distance.

The pale morning light crept through the letterbox sized windows of the den slowly, casting a stark glow over the rows of beds before crawling up the back wall. The scent of blood mingled with the musty scent of damp and cheap perfume as the girls silently let the night pass them by.

she whispered to me. I let out a piercing scream as she repeated the process on the other side of my back. As she continued, I felt a sensation stirring beneath my skin, intensifying the agony. My body convulsed violently as I collapsed to my knees. Agony surged through me, causing my entire being to seize up as I cried out once more. I slumped forward, attempting to claw at the ground beneath me as the entity within my back writhed beneath my skin.

Good as new. “They aren't new. They have only been made like this by those entities. They don't leave behind evidence of their presence,that's why finding out what they are is so hard.” And that's when I notice all the ash that the weapons rest on. I squat and run my finger through and look at him,expecting an explanation. “The remains of my soldiers and probably the entities,if they managed to kill them.” “Shit.” He barks a humourless laugh. “Yeah,shit. Meticulous motherfuckers. There's no way to know what they are. I don't even know if this has happened before.”