Karen V.S. Backrooms Entities

Prologue: By standing wanderer

( This section is written from someone who doesn't even know the circumstances of the character's point of view. )

It was just like any other night,

Just, more ominous.

Tomorrow night marks another year that I remain in the backrooms.

Well, maybe it isn't that bad as I thought, as I wandered through the colorful and bright corridors of Level Fun. I would have found the exit already, just let me find it! I sprinted around, scrambling to find an exit. However, what I could stumble upon *could* mean the death of me, you know why?

Level Fun+.

That level, I tell you, is the Partycreators' DOMAIN. They don't need to even try and lure you into trusting them -- the environment of the whole level does it itself. PLUS, the previous level's luring tactics. I swear, this whole party fiasco is--

Then I fell...

And fell...

AND FELL.

This is the worst part out of all-- I woke up, and as I examined my surroundings, I realized the worst is about to come--

I. WAS. IN. LEVEL. FUN. +.

Almost instantly, I saw a light blue partygoer with white patches minding their own business and having fun. Not only did this partygoer very obviously lost one of their legs somehow, BUT THEY WERE ALSO TALLER THAN THE AVERAGE PARTYCREATOR. I instantly would have screeched, but my mind told me not to. None-the-less. I SCREAMED.

It startled them.

Extremely startled them.

The sound spooked this partygoer, they flinched, then, they were back to normal. However, they were going to get something from the fridge.

I tried to stay clear of them, but they bumped into me eventually.

They were confused, they waved hello very nervously. At that time, I then realized, that the rest were most likely sleeping, and to my horror, I noticed one of the partygoers sleeping around was not a partygoer, not a partycreator, but a....

PARTYPOOPER. The poor guy was missing one of their arms! I wonder what COULD have caused the lack of arm?!

Well, anyways, the partygoer let me off scotch-free as they went back to whatever they were doing, they just wanted to get something to eat, afterall.

Well, thanks to the conditions and odds, I escaped with my own life. What a weird partygoer...