The Backrooms Creature Novels & Stories

asked Hall with a smile as he got dressed. “The magic the creatures use to keep themselves asleep is very old, dating back to the time of creation itself and long before the gods, so it will be nearly impossible for you to breach the catacombs where the creatures are sheltered without a great deal of power,” explained Gibran, and I felt sick to my stomach. “It’s much bigger than you think; you’d need to kill far more than the innocents you condemned today.” Hall smiled. “Thank you for your services. Whenever you’re ready, we’ll get you out of the herd you hate so much,” Hall said with amusement.

Floodlights swung toward the breach. Zorak’s voice slid through the gap, amplified by the night. “Little heir,” he said, tone almost amused. “You brought the party to your own door.” Then the creatures came. They moved on four legs like wolves. Their fur crawled with pale veins of moonlight, eyes burning sickly green. Their auras stank of Zorak’s power—half-pack, half-void. Some had twisted horns, some too-long claws that left glowing lines in the dirt.

It split into four mandibles, lined with rows of serrated, yellow teeth. It was the size of a tank. It looked at me. Its eyes were milky white cataracts. "A Behemoth," I whispered, recognizing the creature class from the oldest Archives. "A Carrion Beast." The beast sniffed the air. It smelled the star-metal Heart beating in the center of the room. It growled. A wet, gurgling sound. It ignored me. It walked toward the Heart. "Hey!" I shouted. "Doggy!"

He lifted a shaking, blood-coated finger and pointed deeper into the dark. “Run…” Then his arm fell. Dead. The emergency light flickered again— And illuminated the tunnel behind him. A long corridor stretches downward. Far downward. The walls were lined with observation windows, most cracked or shattered. Inside the rooms behind them— —shapes moved. Not human shapes. Movement like insects trapped under glass. Movement like shadows peeling themselves from walls. Movement like something half‑alive. Kiera’s pulse deafened her. They weren’t Hunters. They weren’t bears.

It sounded like wet sandpaper scraping against bone. Mia spun around. "Did you hear that?" "It’s probably the AC," Alex didn't look back. "D******d at 40%." GROWL. This time, it was louder. And closer. Mia drew two collapsible batons from her belt. Snick-Snick. They extended into steel rods. "That's not the AC, Alex," Mia stepped out of the server room. Underneath the Blue Whale, three creatures emerged from the shadows. They looked like dobermans, but wrong. They were the size of lions. Their skin was hairless and scaled, and their eyes glowed with a sick neon green light. Their jaws dripped with acidic saliva.

Suddenly, the hallway ahead widened into a large room. In the center of the room, a zombie stood. Its body was much larger than a regular Corrosion Zombie, its muscles bulging, and its skin emitted a bright green glow. From its mouth, instead of just fluid, bursts of thick acid vapor erupted, melting the floor beneath it. Its eyes burned red, filled with terrifying intelligence. [Warning!] [Corrosion Zombie Elite (BOSS Level) detected!] [Corrosion Zombie Elite Objective: Protect the Genetics Botany Laboratory. Highly aggressive and intelligent!]

That's when it dawned on me, the paths had been changed and I was in the dead land. The creatures of the dead were humanoid, skeletal beings that were half rotten. They were said to have been created when a great sorcery landed on a public graveyard decades ago. They didn't arise unless they were triggered by some sorcery. It was clear someone was behind all these. They charged at me at once, their bodies twisting at an unusual angle. I jabbed my hands straight to their necks, tearing it off as my shadows strangled the ones that tried to get close to me.

Its arms were too long, its hands ending in claws that scraped against stone with every movement, each one curved and sharp enough to tear through steel. Its head lifted. The eyes burned. Not amber. Not gold. Crimson. They glowed with an intensity that made Elise’s stomach twist, because somewhere deep inside that monstrous gaze, something familiar flickered. Becky. The creature drew in a breath, its chest expanding unnaturally, then screamed. The sound tore through the ruins like a physical force. Stone cracked. Loose debris rained from above. Far overhead, through layers of earth and walls and streets, the city shuddered.

My life was just simple ,then in just one night , I've encountered different creatures . " I'm a vampire." My eyes widened . The fear suddenly engulfed my body. I want to run but I feel like that I'm being paralyzed. " No scratch that. I'm a half-vampire. Half-human and half-vampire." I only saw this kind of scenes before in movies but now it is in front of me . " So miss, I will asked you again." He looked at me and walked closer. I stepped backward until my back was leaning against the wall. I gulped when he was just inches away from me. This feeling was different. I feel like I'm being drown into his eyes. I couldn't move because he was so close.

brukk Alice fell when the impact from behind her door was getting stronger, she tried to get up while getting rid of the chunks that hit her. Alice looked at the slimy creature who was also staring at her. His eyes are only one and are in the middle, his teeth are long and drooling. His whole body secreted mucus, green in color and the smell was so strong. Alice crawled back, as the figure started walking towards her. "I told you not to come out didn't I, Alice??"