The backrooms- A Glitch

January 11 1998 Part 2

She opened her eyes and she saw that she was in a room, or you could say multiple rooms connected together. The monotone yellow colour of the walls and a light pattern on it made it seem eerie of sorts. She got up and checked her guitar for any marks, strangely, there weren't any which was strange for how long they had fallen.

The lighting is the type that remained her of the type you would find in a office and as she put the guitar on her back and started taking steps, you could hear the watery carpet make sounds with every move- it bothered her more than it should have. She took steps, each filled with caution, doubt and most of all, intrigue. Where was she and why was she here?

"Liam" she screamed, hoping he would hear her. "Dad" she screamed but no one answered other than the buzzing and her steps. As she took a corner, she swear she saw a shape just cut the corner. She stopped, that could be a human, right? Maybe but the shape was......thin. And not thin, like really really thin.

She kept on wandering, one room after the next. It was never-ending and the horrid smell was killing her at this point. She was wandering into each room with caution but as soon as she entered a hallway, she stopped and horror spread across her face.

Where am I?

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She was face to face with a dead body sitting, blood splattered all over the walls. The blood had dried. He had been stabbed. A dagger was in his heart piercing it and his clothes had soaked up all the blood. He seemed to be a male, about in his 40s. It was the most disturbing, horrifying and gore-filled sight anyone can see.

Emily took a step further and held the dagger's handle that was stucking out of his chest. It had a wooden handle. She decided that she should pull the dagger out, just in case she needed to protect herself. The next thing she did, she promised she'd never ever do such a horrid thing in her life ever again.

The noise of it, she could hear the muscle and the blood and all the mushy stuff as she pulled the dagger out. It was covered in blood but you could see it was made out of black beautiful granite, giving it weight. She held in her hand before she got up, took a second to stand there quietly and decided to continue walking.