Backrooms Level 2 Novels & Stories

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I wouldn’t want him to come bursting into that room before I was there. I pulled myself in through the ceiling door and into the crawl space above and started making my way towards the back room where Jo was. I moved slowly to make less noise and I had to watch every step and stay on the support beams. I opened the cover in the back room and I lay on my stomach as I looked down and into the room.

The "Inversion of the Tablet" was a meta-fictional explosion that turned the "Idealized North" into a landscape of terminal identity crisis. As Silas Blackwood’s "Biological Remorse" flooded Sarah’s Admin console, the vibrant, candy-colored version of the Blackwood Keep began to "Rot." The white-glass walls turned back into rough, human wood, and the shimmer-feather wings on Lyra’s back unwove into the "Redacted" blocks of violet static she had used in the Gallery.

Bella I feel like a lost child seeking help, but there's no one out there who could possibly save me. The world looks scarier than it was before, and I see nothing except its dark side. These aren’t just thoughts; they’re my reality. I'm afraid, not only because of Alex's absence but because my baby, who did nothing wrong, might end up living without a father. As I was walking across the silent road, I suddenly lost my balance. I tried to keep myself standing, but I didn’t have the energy. Just when I felt like I was going to completely fall, I suddenly felt the warmth of someone's arms catching me, and then everything went blurry.

That we can push back. Two more nodes left. Then we prepare to go into the black realm. The road ahead is clear now.

All night, everything from the past played out in my mind like a movie. The next morning. I struggled out of the bedroom with my weakened body. The door to the guest room was open. A piece of lacy lingerie lay at the foot of the bed, clearly visible. I smiled faintly and glanced at the time. It was time to bring this farce to an end.

However, I simply turned off my phone, put in my earbuds, and closed my eyes. When Sienna still didn't get a response, she pulled my curtain open. It was already past 1:00 am, but another roommate was still up playing video games. The glow of her monitor flashed against my eyelids as the keyboard clacked in the background. "Melissa? Melissa? Are you asleep?" Sienna's voice grew louder. At that point, it was loud enough to wake anyone up. Still, I kept my eyes tightly shut, determined not to move. I knew Sienna's game. I knew I couldn't give in because if I opened my eyes, she would get exactly what she wanted.

"And?" "And you are the first one to return twice." The room went quiet enough that she could hear the generator in the back. Twice. She had died, come back, lived through the apocalypse, died again in that river, and then woken up this morning like none of it had happened. Which she had already known. She had been carrying that fact since the moment she opened her eyes in her apartment. But hearing someone else say it out loud, flatly, made it feel suddenly, horribly real in a way it had not before.

She was preparing to deliver her final killing blow, urging the courts to make an example of me, the social degenerate. Then it happened. The giant screen behind her flickered. Without warning, the giant LCD screen behind her flickered and changed. Her tear-streaked face disappeared from the screen. A black player interface took its place. Moments later, a crystal-clear audio recording blared through the speakers, reaching every corner of the hall and every livestream. The voices in the recording belonged to two people.

The space behind my eyes began to throb as I fought against the urge to cover my ears. The dark and winding hallways fell away, leaving me standing on a barren plain. The earth looked as if it had been scorched, nothing but the charred remnants of a lush forest left behind. I felt a tug at my center, urging me to move forward. Something tangled my feet as I moved causing me to fall forward on my hands and knees. I scrambled backwards, screaming in terror as I realized the plain wasn’t as barren as I had first thought. Scattered across the entire place were dismembered appendages. The hands clawed at the ground and the feet shuffled, attempting to piece themselves back together into a whole b