Backrooms Level 974 Novels & Stories

Glitching. The word sent a chill through him. The perfect, silent enforcers were malfunctioning. They reached the entrance to Sub-level 9. The air was thick with white, dusty mist. A fine, chemical powder filled the corridor. The metal door was bent outward, as if something had blown it from the inside. Overseers were there, their grey robes seeming to vibrate with tension. "Secure the perimeter! No one in or out without Level-1 clearance! The Reapers will handle the internal containment."

​Thorne’s POV ​The descent into Sub-Level 9 felt like descending into the gullet of a beast that had been dead for a century and was suddenly deciding to wake up. The elevator had long since lost power, so we were forced to rappel down the secondary shaft, our headlamps cutting thin, desperate lines through a darkness that felt thick enough to touch. ​The air changed as we dropped. It lost the crisp, recycled scent of the upper Hub and took on a heavy, cloying aroma of wet fur and rotting lilies. It was the scent of the Obsidian Grove, but concentrated and fermented in the dark.

"Flattened? The outer walls are eight inches of solid concrete!" [The concrete structure lacks reinforcement ] the system text read, scrolling down much faster in front of my face. [Apex Mutants possess burrowing capabilities. They will bypass the surface shield by breaching the basement floor from beneath the foundation.] "Oh, god " I whispered, putting my hand over my mouth as the true horror sank in. I looked down at the gray concrete floor under my boots. I thought about the dark damp basement where Cindy had pulled the power lever—the wet floor resting directly on top of the dark earth.

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.

… The moment I hung up, Landon hugged me from behind. He rested his chin against my neck and rubbed it slightly, but said nothing. I couldn't help but smile. "What's wrong?" He asked, "Christine, will you go back?" I wondered, "Back where?" "To Gold City." I answered, "I don't have plans to go back for the moment, but who knows in the future? It's not like I've done anything shameful, so why can't I go back? My home is still there." Landon went silent again.

I kissed the back of his neck, bit his shoulder gently, and whispered dirty things in his ear. “You’re my cumslut now. Every night I’m gonna come here after work and breed this hole until you can’t walk straight.” He moaned and pushed back against me. “Yes… please. I need it.” I sped up again, fucking him harder from behind. My balls tightened and I gave him a third load, flooding him so full that when I pulled out for a moment, a thick river of white cum poured out of his stretched hole and soaked the sheets.

"Where have you and Parker been staying? I'll personally come pick you two up tomorrow." After taking a deep breath, Beatrice hit send. The next moment, a glaring notification flashed across the screen. "Cedric Bainbridge has blocked your contact." Frustrated, she tossed the soda can to the floor. With a frown, she quickly opened the company group chat. Nonetheless, disappointment was all that awaited her. Despite scrolling through hundreds of members, my profile picture never appeared. "Had Cedric left the group chat? No, that was impossible. Cedric hadn't resigned. How could he possibly leave the company's main group chat?" Beatrice wondered. She forced a smile, though it appeared more str

inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un from Allah we are and to him we shall return indeed every soul shall taste death. "I have to go" He announced gripping the table for support with me helping up, I could feel the heat radiating off his body. he stomped out of the room, and next thing I heard is the breaking of something. running out of the room, I saw him descending down wearing a jacket. My eyes roamed to the broken vase on the floor. Marwan walked pass me in a fast pace, striding for the door.

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.

I looked at the violet tree I was building. "Is this the 'Real' world?" I asked the woman in the chair. "No," she whispered. "This is **Level 74**. And you're the only one who can 'Save-Game' before the power goes out."