Backrooms Level 2 Novels & Stories

It swung open with a single knock. Through the group chat on my communication crystal, I already knew the trial candidate for this level had died. From the crack in the door, the faces of a pair of teenage werewolf siblings appeared. They eyed me warily, especially the fang in my arms that still flickered with undying black flames, and immediately plastered on flattering smiles. But their fractured skulls, unrecognizable features, and the thick stench of decay surrounding them made these smiles look quite horrifying. "You're from the King's Nest on the 100th level, our neighbors?" the sister's voice trembled slightly. " This is the 99th level's token. Please, you must take it."

I stammered, she shook her head, no it wasn't that. “There are things we all need to know.” she said. We managed to get to the back door over a narrow strip of land. We crept carefully over the ankle deep water on the floor testing the planks carefully as they threatened to cave in. She reached the servant stairs and.crept up and up. On the second floor she effectively crossed the hall glancing into empty and overgrown rooms cast in shadows, saturated in memories of the past.

"Try putting it into your thong; it works better than my tongue." I nodded my head, still smiling, while I placed the little strange-looking device right on my underwear. He switched on the remote, controlling it at level one. A quick tingling sensation spread through my body; my eyes started to lose control. My body started to long for more while I fastened the buttons of my shirt, staring at him. "I have to go. It's late." He looked at me like I was kidding while switching the remote to level two. This time around, I felt like grabbing him and kissing the fuck out of him. My legs got weaker as he kept increasing the levels.

The other Sharon followed. Then Sharon saw it. A massive black structure rising from beneath the city. The same black veins. The same creatures. The same eye. The organism. It opened and a voice spoke from inside. "RETURN." Sharon screamed and her eyes opened. She was back in Sublevel Nine. Alex was hugging her. "Sharon!" She gasped for air, the baby crying. The count had disappeared and everyone stared at the screen. A new message appeared. DAY ZERO Then another.

Beth looks outraged, pulling away from me. “How would you know?” I grin. “Ever seen yourself sleep?” Her lips move as she struggles to come up with a response when Quill calls out, “I hope we don’t have to share a barrack! I have sensitive hearing!” “You don’t have the right body parts to share a barrack with us,” I shoot back. “Have fun sharing one with Anderson.” Quill shudders. The Level Two island is vastly different from the Level One and Zero islands. The ground is wet mud, making it hard to walk. There is also this creepy mist in the air, which one only sees in horror movies or swamps.

The two high-level female zombies were stuck into the wall and could not come out no matter what. The girl widened her eyes. Seeing the Rank 1 male zombie before her eyes, her already blanched face paled even further. “You… You!” “Don’t worry. He won’t hurt you.” Lucas’s voice traveled into the girl’s ears. The girl jolted. She stared at Lucas. That was right. She had seen them just now. Lucas did not mind the girl any longer and looked at the two high-level female zombies on the wall instead. The two high-level female zombies appeared in a grid in Lucas’s mind. The level that showed for these two high-level female zombies was Level 7.

"You looking tonight. Just got a twink walk in here like 30 minutes ago. You might kick it off." "Nah. Not in the mood tonight. Are there any goods in the backrooms?" He nods and that's where I'm headed. The backrooms are rooms specifically for insane orgies and drug abuse. I enter one of them and take a seat on the cum soaked chair. Someone is handing out pills and I'm not too shy to take 5. He tells me they're strong and 5 isn't healthy. I ignore the warning and swallow them with my beer. Nothing happens so I reach out to take a joint. 2 steps and I'm crashing on the table. The others laugh at me. I'm laughing at myself too.

“We build Level 1 first.” The words settled into the room. Not Level 100. Not a full master branch. Not some impossible pinnacle that only mythic bloodlines could reach. Level 1. The beginning. Kayo leaned back in her chair with her ankle hooked over the opposite knee. “That feels suspiciously sensible.” Remy, standing near the side wall with Aki and Riku, made a face. “Don’t compliment it too much. She’ll hear you.” “I already did,” Celeste said.

After all those years together, it was the first time Ryan had ever called out to me like that. I stared at him blankly. "What do you want?" His eyes held something close to pleading. "I came to take you back." I looked at him in confusion. "Back where? I live here." Ryan reached for me again, but I stepped out of reach. "I mean back to where you really belong." A bitter smile tugged at my lips. I remembered—crystal clear—the day he had once warned me, "Home? This will never be your home. Don't be stupid. My pack and villa have nothing to do with you."

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.