Backrooms Level 9 Novels & Stories

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.

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.

He could only make greater progress once he reached the peak of nine stars and increased his energy volume. Holy Snyder smiled and said, “Okay, if that's the case, I'll send you to the first level. It’s the best place to break through with less interference from the laws.” Holy Snyder waved his hand and sent Philip to the first floor, while he disappeared from the ninth floor as well. At the same time, Bonnie opened her eyes from her practice state. When she saw that she was the only one on the ninth floor, Bonnie frowned in surprise. “Did he leave in advance? But I thought we can’t do that.”

“Yeah now I think I'm the one who has to shut someone out.’’ I retorted back sassily at her. She refuse to respond now and stayed quiet. I stretch my palm just above the slit on the man's chest and let my blood stream in, but I don't expect it to sizzle hotly like oil in a heated pan, burning into his flesh like a mixture of deadly portions. “Hands on his chest.’’ Lea commands, and I did as she said. We begin to read the the reversal spell together, joining our souls in one to awaken the healing veto. One minute. Two minutes. Then he jerks up, and begins to convulse in a sharp rhythm as the axyon stretched through the thins of his veins to his chest. Soon enough, the deadly yellow liquid slo

After helping Aaron to his feet, I tore the tape off his mouth and brushed the dust from his clothes. Aaron took several deep breaths before finally regaining his composure. "That bastard nearly buried me alive in cement. Good thing Jessica showed up in time. She was livestreaming, so he didn't dare do anything worse. Instead, he just tied me up and brought me here." He pulled a USB flash drive from his pocket. It contained records of Lance's dealing in substandard building materials. By now, North Hill Corporation's commercial construction project had progressed to the point of no return.

Liam's voice sounded behind Hayley. "We can move to the next level." Hearing that, Hayley finally stopped observing the area. She turned and led everyone down the stairs. There were zombies in the stairwell, too. Fortunately, each level had sealed doors. After clearing out the zombies on the next level down, they reached underground Level Two. There were even more zombies on Level Two. The layout was the same grid-like design. Corridors stretched in every direction, and the white hallways were littered with blood and wandering zombies.

I clung to him and dragged us both down the stairs. We tumbled together from the 16th floor down to the landing on the 15th floor. Right before we hit, I curled up to protect my head, while the back of No. 99's skull slammed straight into the concrete edge of a step. He became dazed for a split second. This was my chance! Ignoring the agony in my back, I rolled and ended up straddling him, locking both hands around his throat. "It's over!" No. 99's gaze started to lose focus, but his good right hand was still groping along the floor. His fingers brushed against the boning knife that had fallen earlier.

I say. “Agreed, but it can’t come from us. We can’t have alphas looking our way, songbird,” he warns me. Shit, he is right. “I sense something alive in the back room, but otherwise it’s empty,” he adds. We go to the back together, and Caleb opens the flimsy door. It’s a long room, and the back wall is filled with cages. The cages are all broken and dirty, and it stinks. The doors are all open except for a few at the bottom. I try not to look at the piles of bones and red dust in the open cages as I head to the closed ones.

A soft female voice said flirtatiously, "The plan for Tommy's organ transplant fell through. You need to come up with another plan…" "We'll have to wait until things settle down first. I'll take care of it, so you don't have to worry. Tommy's my son, after all…" The female voice let out a soft giggle. Then, there were more of those lewd, obscene noises coming from the room… The veins on Elias' face bulged. He kicked the bedroom door open forcefully. Gabriel and Larissa were naked, and they had their bodies pressed against each other… The two of them were shocked when they saw us entering the room. They hurriedly pulled on something to cover their bodies.

I had a dream while I was sleeping that night. I dreamed of a young girl starting a list of times she was being overlooked in a brand new journal. She wrote down the number "1" on the first page. As she wrote it down, she muttered, "Once this reaches the 99th time, I won't want Mom, Dad, Jeff, and Annie anymore." After that, the girl stared at the number "1" in contemplation, hesitated before changing it to "0.5" eventually. The entries read, "Mom and Dad came back from their business trip and bought me and Annie new clothes, but they got my size wrong. It was too small. My arms and legs were sticking out, and all my classmates laughed at me. I felt so sad."