The Upheaval [Creepypasta story]

Into The Backrooms

Alex, now in the Backrooms, was bewildered. The labyrinthine corridors, unending rooms, the eerily buzzing fluorescent lights, the dull yellow wallpaper peeling at places - it was a stark contrast from the world she knew. Alex was alone, her body bruised and battered, in an alternate reality.

One by one, each of her friends unknowingly followed her into the Backrooms, drawn by some unseen force. Each arrival marked a heart-rending reunion, filled with relief, fear, and desperation. They banded together, fighting off unknown entities, trying to navigate through the mind-bending maze of rooms, and searching for an elusive exit.

Over time, the Backrooms took a toll on the group. Every attempt to save her friends ended in failure for Alex, each death a fresh wound on her heart. Yet, she endured. She became their avenger, their protector, taking down hostile entities and retrieving mementos from her fallen friends. A pendant from Adrien, Manuel's cherished ukulele, Yuma's art kit, and Tristan's choir badge. Each item a reminder of her lost friends, a testament to their bond.

As days turned into months and months into years, Alex adapted. The Backrooms started to change her, physically and mentally. Her eyes glowed a demonic red, her skin on her hands turned an unnatural shade of black, her teeth and nails became sharp and deadly. She hunted entities for food, finding strange satisfaction in the kill. The once timid student had become a predator in this labyrinth of the uncanny.