Novel & Cerita Backrooms Entities

Lena asked. “Yes.” The children whimpered softly behind her. Jamal stepped forward, positioning himself between them and the center of the room. “Tell me how to stop it.” “You do not,” I said. “Then what do we do?” I did not answer immediately because the truth was complicated and dangerous. The entity extended something from the aperture. Not a limb, not a structure but a thread. that was thin and almost invisible. It reached downward slowly, passing through the ceiling without resistance, entering the room like light slipping through water.

Just as I thought that I would sail into the air, the tornado began to diminish, and the Wraiths, spirits, and other entities that had relentlessly survived it were forming a path in front of us—a path lined by their writhing forms. In horror, I saw a huge black entity in the middle of the road, but unlike Oni, this one pulsed instead of swirled. It towered above us, but it was formless unlike the slithering demonoids and devil dogs that skulked from behind the stalagmites. "What is it?" I shouted, trying to control the shivers that were causing my teeth to chatter. A powerful Incubus, Oni replied. It belongs to Alexis. It is here to guide us back.

For a long second, the only sounds were our ragged breathing and the distant creak of Thornwood’s walls. “What… the fuck… was that?” I whispered, voice hoarse from screaming. My body still trembled, oversensitive and leaking their cum, the fresh bite on my neck throbbing in time with the new bond. Silas lifted his head. The black was gone, but his steel-gray eyes were wide with raw terror. His left arm moments ago fully marble now showed patches of living skin where the stone had shattered during our climax. “The Entity,” he rasped. “It hasn’t been this strong in years. Not since”

--- The system dissolved around her. --- Replaced by something else. --- Not the framework. --- Not the hallway. --- Something older. --- A room. --- Dark. --- Filled with screens. --- Data flowing across them. --- Lines of code. --- Simulations. --- People. --- Watching. --- Observing. --- Studying. --- Ariana’s breath slowed. --- “This is…” she whispered. --- The Core Entity’s voice broke through. --- “Memory fragment.” --- Ariana didn’t look away.

"Melissa, are you awake?" came Sienna Riggs's annoying voice in the middle of the night. I couldn't tell if I was dreaming or actually awake. I fumbled around my pillow until I found my phone. When I turned it on and saw the date on the screen, I became certain that I had been reborn. Outside my bed curtain, Sienna was not giving up when I didn't answer her. Instead, she kept calling my name. However, I simply turned off my phone, put in my earbuds, and closed my eyes.

Before she could relish the feeling of being alive, a flash of memories came through her mind, making her feel like her head was going to burst. "Are you okay? Are you hurting somewhere?" the man stood up in a panic, looking aggrieved when he saw her pained face. Tang Yazhu then realized that the gush of memories running around in her brain were images of memories that did not belong to her. Though, she clearly understood that these flashes of memories belonged to the previous owner of the body. Since she now possessed the memories of the previous owner, it seemed that she had successfully managed to possess a human body now.

She interrupted. "Well, I'm not" I replied as i thought of a possible way to get back at Ratchet. And i knew where exactly to go. **** "How can i get back at Ratchet?" I peeped through the book shelf, almost startling her. "Fuck Wu" Rebekah exclaimed as she closed the book. "Are you busy?" I asked as i turned around to see a few of the inmates slouched on the ground. And a bunch of powder on the ground.

"Therefore, stop saying anything that would invite a misunderstanding, Hayden." Hearing my tough tone, Hayden trembled and had a complicated expression on his face. Before he could say anything, his phone rang. Whitney's crying voice could be heard through the receiver. "Where are you, Hays?" Hayden's voice softened a lot as he replied, "Everything's fine, Winnie. I left to take care of something." "I had another nightmare," said Whitney. "Can you come back to keep me company?" Hayden glanced at me before looking away guiltily. "I…"

For some reason, my whole body had lost every single strength in it, and I could not push myself up from the floor. I began to crawl backwards, as my eyes could not shit away from the entity in front of me. It was not that I could not look away from it, but I feared that if I did, I would be dead in an instant. As I kept crawling backwards in a pathetic attempt to escape the entity, my back suddenly hit a wall.

she said, her tone unexpectedly gentle. I kept my head down, not saying a word. The damage was already done and no words or actions could ever fix it. Back home, I packed my things and prepared to leave with Parker. As I opened the door, I ran into Beatrice. A figure lingered behind her. As our eyes met, I caught a flash of panic in her gaze.