I'm 25 now, and have been in this godforsaken hellhole since I was 15. My sister died a few years ago, and now I'm currently sitting at my temporary camp in Level 4, getting ready to pack up and keep going forward. I need to keep exploring if I want to get out of this place.
For a second, I vacantly stared at the ground, my brain fogging up slightly on what I was doing. I shook it off and quickly remembered, then continued off to my next adventure. Fun.
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Lurking Lullaby
RomanceIt's a gay backrooms story idk what else you'd expect from me, considering I don't write fanfics (unlike my super talented friends lmao go to the Tryxxtrr to find cool fanfics or something👍)
