Backrooms Level 9 Novels & Stories

Ivy rushed to him. Julian stepped over the remains of Sabine’s shell and looked down. “That was phase nine,” he said quietly. “Are you ready for ten?” Noa looked up at him. Bloody. Shaking. And whispered “I don’t think we have a choice.” To be continued.

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

“Nine more to break you completely.” Upstairs, Ren’s brother took his first deep, painless breath in months.

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.

One day. "So the little rat has decided to crawl back into it's hole, come closer and kneel before me." Nine did as she asked, hands behind her back. Mom's voice was tiny, scratchy to anyone who heard it. Like metal scraping on the ground. "Where the fuck have you been, you ugly piece of shit? " "I—" Nine stared at the ground, hands behind her back. "I was caught up in a—"

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.