The Backrooms Level 2 Novels & Stories

And soon after that a buzzer honks, and we all start running as fast as we can in order to reach on the next level and after 5 seconds the door of the next level shuts and hence the remaining ones who were not able to get in next level get trapped on first level itself and before anyone could realize anything suddenly the whole room gets filled with laser which ends up splitting their bodies into multiple pieces And we were unable to do anything except just watching helplessly from level 2 room, and we heard the voice of A.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

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.

she repeated. Terry turned the dimmers to full. Fluorescents flared. The chamber sharpened: cables like veins, the Worm crouched and waiting, and—across the hall—a mural waking. Where soot had flaked, pigment breathed. The boy’s hands were lifted not in fear but offering; the Minotaur’s eyes had found a red no torch should give. Jessica swallowed whatever that did to her and stepped to the breach with Module 22 live. She aimed the tablet’s camera at the new edges, scanning for any carved line that hadn’t seen light in eighty years.

Leo said grimly. TIME: 20:30 HOURS. LOCATION: SECTOR 8 SUB-LEVEL 6 - "THE CATACOMBS." STATUS: INFILTRATION. The deeper they went, the quieter it got. Sub-Level 4 was noisy—filled with the sounds of dripping water, distant shouting, and the hum of scavenged generators. Sub-Level 6 was a tomb. The tunnels here were older. The walls weren't made of concrete; they were made of century-old brick, slick with black mold. The floor was covered in a foot of stagnant, oily water that swirled around their boots as they waded through the dark.

Bri stops and says "wait we?" Travis laughs and says,"Yeah, I knew about this, and it's kind of why we came early, to be honest. " we continued to follow them, and they led us to a few doors off the end I hadn't noticed before. We go into a few doors, and they seem to be huge rooms covered in glass windows, and two were similar with fewer windows. Then, a few were covered in video games and things you'd find at arcades. There were a few more that were completely empty, with no windows or anything. There were even more layers of these rooms. we walked upstairs and saw more rooms that were exactly the same as the ones below. it had three levels, and the top level was level with the back of our

Chapter: 27. ****** They must have gone down about twenty stairs before they reached the bottom. Boiy opened up another wall that greeted them with a despicable view and smell of rot and decay. They clasped their noses shut with two fingers. "Follow me," Boiy instructed and they all went into the room. The light on Boiy's hand illuminated their surroundings, giving them a dreadful picture of the room. Skeleton bones littered the entire room along with decaying rotten parts that looked like long-dead animals. They all wanted it to be animals since they can't handle the thoughts of them being human. Bri retched, gripping the walls to steady herself so she doesn't fall over. Nancy kept her eyes

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.

My gaze coldly fell onto their bodies that had fallen onto the ground before they could figure out what had happened. I calmly wiped my hands altogether, stepping on them as I looked at Claude who gave me a thumbs up. I beckoned him forward. “Let’s go.” Both of us moved to the iron-barred basement where it had been few meters away from the three guards earlier. I couldn't help but frown when the more we get closer, the more the air grew damp and I could scent metallic—blood was thick. However, when we got closer, my gaze fell onto the wolves inside the basement.

“The house near my parents is for business, appearances. But this… this was supposed to be the real life.” Minnie glanced at him, caught between admiration and nerves. “You sure I should be here, then?” “I’m sure.” He offered a soft smile. “You’re safe here.” They walked the hall in silence, until he stopped at a door and pushed it open. “This was going to be the nursery.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Eventually.” Minnie froze in the doorway. The room was simple but beautiful—pale greens and creams, soft light, built-in shelves with space for stories yet to be written.

I managed to slip in through the emergency staircase whose door had just closed. It turned out that beneath the parking basement were still hidden floors—Level Two Below, Level Three Below, all the way down to the deepest level: Level Nine Below. The further I descended, the chill of the concrete gave way to a stifling air that smelled of iron and gunpowder. As soon as I reached the fifth basement level, the sight before me made my chest tighten. This wasn't just any basement. This was the Underground Dead City. The structure was vast and grand, like a mall, but with a very dark and grimy atmosphere. The corridors were wide, lined with permanent stalls selling things you'd never find on the