Backrooms Level 2 Novels & Stories

Chapter 4: Ryan’s Second Load Flooding My Wrecked Hole Before We Leave the Server Room Ryan didn’t give me time to catch my breath. He spun me around again, my wrists still tied tight behind my back with the black cables. The warm metal of the server rack pressed against my sweaty chest as he shoved me forward, bending me over one of the lower units. My cock, still half-hard and dripping from my orgasm, rubbed against the hot metal while fresh cum leaked down the inside of my thighs in thick, sticky trails.

Maxwell didn’t waste another second. They entered through the lower access tunnel. Biometric scan. Denied. Jonathan overrode it. Level one cleared. They moved fast. Steel corridors. Cold lighting. Silent surveillance. Level two required retinal authentication. Jonathan bypassed it. Level three— Maxwell stopped. “What?” Jonathan’s gaze flicked to the ceiling. “Motion triggers.” “They expect us.” “Yes.” Maxwell stepped forward deliberately. Cameras pivoted. Tracking. Level four doors slid open automatically. Margaret was watching.

Eliana whispered, her breath misting in the frigid air. She was right. The narrow, utilitarian concrete corridor suddenly flared outward, transitioning into a massive, vaulted chamber constructed entirely of brushed steel and reinforced glass. Above the heavy, double-wide blast doors at the entrance, a digital sign glowed with a sickly green light: LEVEL 4: BIO-EXTRACTION & REFINEMENT. "This is it," Baraka said, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous register. "This is the core of the facility." The blast doors were slightly ajar, the hydraulic locks having failed long ago. Baraka pushed them open with a heavy screech of metal on metal.

"We were students. Real medical students. They stole our lives to make a toy for a child." "Then where are our bodies?" Benson asked. He looked at his hands. His face was full of horror. "Are we just rotting in a box somewhere?" "That's what Level 103 is " the Assistant whispered. He began to disappear. "The basement. The place where the real bodies are kept." The sky turned black. The sun went out. The only light left came from Junes chest and the two glass moons. "I'm just going to delete the save file " the voice from the sky said. It sounded cold. It sounded like a teenager. "This game is garbage anyway."

“Right. You mentioned this was only fragment one of six and we just fought mutant night-terror number one. Love that for us.” Z-04’s lights flickered. “Deeper fragments resonate below. Secondary lifeforms active.” Jay shivered. “Secondary?” The floor rumbled again. Harder. Dust shook from the ceiling. Lena swayed, clutching Alexander. “That’s… not a secondary anything.” Alexander pulled her closer. “Then we end it before it claws its way up here.” The Descent to the Next Level They found the stairwell at the far end of the hall. Steel steps.

Alone now and listening to the fading footsteps of her defecting partner, Alex faced the large red letters. "Level 32" they read. Lexi was behind that door. This had to be it. Her two year fight would be over. She would be safe, Lexi would be safe. Alex sucked in the stale urine stained air and stilled her excited heart. She pushed the door open enough to peek in. Using the face of her watch as a mirror, she looked down the hallway.

Audrey opened her eyes and looked up at the ceiling above her. The minimalist crystal chandelier and ceiling made of wood made Audrey aware of where she was at the moment. Audrey tried to move, but she felt like her bones were pulling out of joints and she let out a low groan. Audrey felt movement next to her and turned her head, seeing Liam half n*ked by her side. Audrey remembered last night and blushed. They had brutal s*x many times until almost three in the morning and it seemed Audrey was unconscious after reaching her umpteenth orgasm.

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The man moaned softly, his head lolling. **<< No time. Noise draws flies. Reynolds’s hidey-hole is close. Level 2, northwest quadrant, janitorial. We loop back, grab him, find another way down. >>** Harlan was already moving back up a flight, scanning the stairwell door they’d passed moments before. **<< This one. >>** He eased the door open a crack, peering into the corridor beyond. **<< Clear. For now. Move fast. >>** They slipped back into the bright, sterile hell of Level 2. The silence was oppressive, pregnant with threat. Distant alarms began a low, insistent whooping – power backups coming online, systems rebooting. The Aerie was stirring.

I wasn't the girl who died in the mud anymore. Suddenly a loud golden flash burst before my eyes. It wasn't the blue screen of the system shop. This was a glowing interface that filled my entire vision pulsing with a warm energy that made my skin tingle. A deep chime echoed, not in my mind but through my entire body making my heart race again. [System Ping: Level Up! Current Level: 2.] [ Skill Unlocked: Physical Enhancement