I seriously wish that the Backrooms gave me like, a hint to when I was noclipping. Like maybe a feeling that I was going to noclip would be enough, but whatever. I beat the game now I've noclipped somewhere else.
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I open my eyes as I slowly get up. I've fallen a lot ever since I got here. Dang my body is durable.
It looks like I'm in an... office lounge? An office lounge in the middle of absolutely nowhere.
I feel... Relieved, devoid of stress. As if I've won. Well I technically did? Didn't I? I beat their crappy videogame with ease. I see like 4 people hovering over me. They seem concerned about my well being.
"Are you ok?!" One of them asks.
"Umm... I think so." I woozily reply.
"Back up Ami give him some space." Somebody else says.
They all back up. I slowly get up.
"Who... Are you guys?"
Suddenly, another one points a knife at me.
"That's none of your concern, the real question is who are you?"
"Wha-"
"Bro Liz back up give him some time to take in all of this."
the girl unwillingly backs up.
I probably shouldn't be telling some random strangers I just met my name, but I need them to trust me. That one girl, I think her name is "Liz" was about to kill me. So if I want to keep my life I need to get them to trust me.
"I'm- I'm Anthony, and who are you guys?"
One of the guys looks at me suspiciously, he doesn't trust me, I get it, who would trust anybody in the Backrooms?
They huddle in a group and quickly start discussing... Something, probably if they trust me or not.
They then turn back to me.
"I'm Leo, that's Elizabeth and the other girl is Amelia, but we call her Ami." Leo says.
"Oh, hi guys. Like I said before, I'm Anthony. What are yall doing here?"
"Were just a group of wanderer-
"What are you doing?" Elizabeth asks.
"Telling him what were doing here." Leo replies.
"Why? We don't know a single thing about him! He could be a skin-stealer for all we know."
"I don't think he is."
"You don't think he is, YET. There's only one true way to find out." She says as the slowly pulls out her knife.
"LIZ!" Amelia says. "Stop it! At least let them explain themselves."
I literally just got here like 3 minutes ago, I'm still kinda woozy from the fall, and this is what I'm greeted to? Not even a surprise at this point.
"Why? Remember the line? "Blood runs red, they're not dead, blood runs clear, get out of here?" The only way to know if he's a skin stealer or not is by seeing if his blood is red or not."
"Gosh- JEEZ HERE."
I show them my left arm with the bloody scar on it. "Since your so desperate to cut me open to see if I'm a skin stealer, here, look at my cut."
They're taken aback by my annoyance. They take a quick look at my blood, it's red, (obviously).
"Blood runs red, they're not dead, blood runs clear, get out of here," "my blood is very obviously red. So i'm not a skin stealer. I'm fine."

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Across The Backrooms
Paranormal- Sincerely, Valadictorian123 -------------------------------------- Ever since I noclipped into the Backrooms with my friends, we've been trying to survive in any way we can. There's an endless number of levels within the Backrooms, each with their...