Level 0 Backrooms Novels & Stories

=== Class A - Suite Room, Library access Class B - Studio Apartment, Private dojo, Shooting range Class C - Deluxe Room, Advanced gym, Games room Class D - Standard room, Laundromat, Pool Class E - Basic room, Cafeteria, Garden, Basic gym === Everyone looked at the locations and compared rankings. It was a little unfair for those in the higher tiers. === Class A - Death Princess & Seer Class B - Death Princess & Seer (Double up) Class C - Match Class D - Gambler, Controlled Berserker & Two Shots Class E - Zen, Faceless, Oriole, Impenetrable Shield, Tracer & Scorpion

"I won't look, I promise." I saw Shannon turn, which let me take my clothes off and stuff them into my own purse. We found a spot behind some trees that made a good hiding spot. I tried to clear my mind, and let Lauren take over. I suddenly felt my bones breaking again, but it wasn't as excruciating as the first time. Once it was finished, I looked over and saw Shannon transform into a medium large wolf. She had brown and grey fur. She was quite pretty. I noticed her staring at my wolf. For the first time, I was mind-linked.

] I merely replied, [Then, am I just to wait for death? [No. There's another solution.] Dr. Chenowith sent me a screenshot of a map. A red marker glowed in the middle of nowhere, 300 kilometers away from the city. It was an abandoned lighthouse. [That’s the original signal reception site. There’s a jammer there. It can sever your link to it, but you have to reach it before full Deep Sea-fication.] [Remember. No matter what you hear or see, don't stop the car. It uses your strongest emotions and memories to stop you.]

The gala would be their stage—and my slaughterhouse. Midnight – Lang Enterprises sub-basement The lab was a sterile white void, air-conditioned to a chill that kept the servers purring. My lead coder, a twitchy ex-NSA ghost named Pike, hunched over an air-gapped terminal, the drive plugged into its port like a heart on life support. The room smelled of ozone and fear; his, not mine. “Layered encryption,” Pike muttered, sweat beading on his brow. “Military-grade. But… there’s a back door. Someone left a key.”

Niko was in the code. Ghosting the logs, watching for anomalies, ready to pull digital fire alarms if the wrong people noticed the right things. Bash had chosen this moment to “have an urgent call with his attorney,” which I took as his way of saying: *I’ll back your play if it ruins him, but I don’t want to be in the room when you light the match.* The elevator doors opened on Level Three. Cold, filtered air. The soft roar of servers. The smell of metal and ozone.

“Left door. Now.” She skidded to a stop and pulled the rusted handle. The door resisted. Vale slammed his shoulder into it. The metal finally gave way. They stumbled into a small control room filled with old servers and dusty terminals. Ancient equipment compared to the sleek systems upstairs. But one console still glowed faintly. Adrian’s voice came through the speaker above it. “This is the backup interface.” Vale stared at the outdated machine. “You’re telling me this antique can rebuild your body?” “No,” Adrian said.

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.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

l once again in level 2 which announces, " Welcome on level 2, here you will get 10 seconds to reach in level 3 room and for that you have to just select 10 right tiles Because of which you will be safe and hence after the buzzer honks you all have to be very quick on your feet And soon after the announcement the buzzer honks once again and everyone again starts the game and whoever was putting their feet on the wrong tiles they turning into ashes due to fire which used to burn them down arising below the tiles and till the end of 10 seconds and is reaching in level 3 room there was just fistful of us were remaining

My only objective was to find a way to sub-basement level one and put the female out of her misery. I make my way through the compound, not bothering with any of the passkeys that the humans use, making my way up and into sub-basement level one. I make my way through the level and find the right door. I am not surprised when I am ambushed as soon as I enter the room.