enclosed|| DSMP Backrooms AU

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"Jesus fuck" Tommy murmured and he put a hand to his head, his vision blurry. "What the fuck happened" he gurgled, it barley coming out as understandable. He started to sit up but his vision wasn't how it normally was, with what looked like big white clouds in his vision. He took a moment to let his vision go back to normal as he rested his head back on a moist surface. He wasn't even thinking about it at the time but it felt like carpet and was making his hair a bit damp on the back of his head.

As he was doing this he heard a few different grunts and mumbles, coming from his right, left, and front. He didn't recognize the voices and immediately his eyes shot open, his vision being back to normal. He brought himself in to a position where he was looking straight ahead of him.

As he regained control of what he was thinking he spotted a few people that he has never recognized. That freaked him out but what really freaked him out was in what place they were. There were light piss yellow walls around him, which were dimly lit by flickering lights above them. He looked around not knowing where he was or how he ended up here. Then he remembered what happened.

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Flashback:
"Cmon Tommy! I triple dog dare you!" Wilbur yelled from beside him, pointing to the lake in front of them. "Come ON!! It's not scary!" one of his friends, ainsley, yelled from behind him. He turned around to see her throwing her arms towards the lake. Wilbur took Tommy's hand as Tommy was shaking from the cold air around him. "Hey bro. You don't have to if you don't want to. I'm not going to force you" he faintly said, squeezing Tommy's hand a bit harder. Tommy slowly turned his head towards Wilbur shaking his head "no you go in first, then I will jump in right after, I promise" tommy spoke towards Wilbur. "Deal." Wilbur unhooked his hand from Tommy's, stepping closer to the lake in front of them.

The material mixed of sand and mud beneath him made squelching sounds each step he took, the muddy surface coming up between his toes. He made it to the edge of the lake. Wilbur realized he needed a way to jump straight through into the middle of the lake. He soon spotted a giant tree with a rope attached to it. It wasn't that far from where he was standing already in the cold Oregon weather. He clambered his way over to it, tripping over rocks and sticks as he made his way over. Once he got to it, he had scraped his bare feet on a rock, peeling a few layers of skin off his feet. He hobbled his way to the rope, reaching out to it and grabbing it by its end. He yelled over to tommy to come over to him.

Tommy finally made his way over to where he was and asked "what's up will"? he immediately spotted the rope and a grin grew across his face. "hell ya! lets do this!" Wilbur yelled as he jumped up and down excitedly. Wilbur grabbed onto the rope, took a step back and swung himself into the lake. He splashed into the lake, the water hitting Tommy in the face as he giggled. The rope quickly swung itself back to tommy who grabbed it with his bare hands squeezing it tightly as he lifted his feet off the ground, and his last memory was his feet barley touching the water.

End of Flashback!
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Tommy exhaled, then whispered to himself "where am I" knowing damn well he was in the backrooms. Tearing started boiling up in his eyes, then he remembered Wilbur and all the people laying around him. He wiped his tears away with one finger lightly touching his eye lids. He looked back up counting 8 people including himself with him in the room. He recognized only one of them, Wilbur. The other people were all laying down and around him in different positions and directions. All looked confused on how they got there.

There was this one tall guy, he was dressed in what looked like a black-ish sweatshirt with a giant smily face planted on the front. He had a bunch of freckles spotted across his face and bright green eyes that were really hard to miss. He had dirty blonde hair and a scar on his cheek. It looked like it was some kind of cut.

Tommy drew his attention away from the man as his eyes landed on a different person. This person was insanely tall. They had a black and white face mask on and brown fluffy hair, pushed to one side with a singular white streak in his hair. His eyes were hazel with a glare reflecting off of his eyes from the buzzing flickering lights. The most distinctive feature that this person had was a few stitches coming out of the top of his face mask. He decided not to think too much about it and looked away.

His eyes wondered to a different person who was in a weird slanted position looking straight at him. His eyes were shut so he couldn't tell what colour they were. He couldn't even tell if this man was alive. He had darkish brown hair with a bandana wrapped around his head. As soon as Tommy was almost done looking at this man's face, the man's eyes shot open and looked straight at Tommy. His eyes were the ones that Tommy dreamed he had, one of a beautiful shade of light green while the other was sky blue. He looked straight back at Tommy and lifted one of his eyebrows, and rubbing his eyes mumbling about how "his head hurt like hell" as he turned away from Tommy, going back to lying on the ground, not even acknowledging where he was.

Tommy slowly looked away, his eyes following his head as he saw another person on the floor. This person had a smaller build and he was shorter than the rest of them, making Tommy think that he was younger than the rest of them. This person had a navy blue beanie on that read "Quackity". Tommy assumed this was his nickname or something. He didn't really know. The beanie was covering shiny black hair that slightly covered his face. Tommy could just back out his dark brown eyes that looked like dark chocolate. He also quickly noticed a giant scar running up his left eye. This eye appeared to be white, making Tommy assume that he was blind in that eye.

He didn't want to ask any questions so he looked away and his eyes stumbled across another unknown person. This boy had really fluffy hair, brunette to be exact. His eyes were dark blue, just like Tommy's! He seemed to have a tiny little scar on the side of his eye. Tommy noticed scars really easily because of what his brother Wilbur went through when he was younger. When Wilbur was a child, he got stuck in a large school fire that almost killed him. He had second and third degree burns all over his body, but he made a miraculous recovery and was living a normal life today. Once Tommy had gotten back from remembering why he noticed scars easily this man was staring right at him. Tommy ended up staring off into the distance, right at this man.

Tommy quickly turned away seeing another unknown person. This person had a pair of overalls on with a blue- longed sleeve shirt on underneath them. He was groaning him pain clutching his head tightly. He had dark brown hair and dark brown eyes that looked like black orbs. He had a quartz bracelet on that read out "George".

As tommy turned away, he saw Wilbur laying on the ground, starring at all the other people in the room. Tommy rushed up to him grabbing him by his shoulders, shaking him a bit. "Wilbur! Wilbur! Why are we here?? Why the backrooms" Tommy yelled in a panicked state, finally realizing the state of panic he was in and how big of a problem this was.

Wilbur just pulled Tommy into a hug and started tearing up as Tommy was shaking in his arms. "It's going to be okay. We will find a way out of this, together okay?" Wilbur spoke softly as he felt tommy nod against his shoulder. This was going to be rough ride.

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