What if Ayanokoji Kiyotaka ended up in The Backrooms?
Is he there alone?
Can he come back?
Will he be able to survive in blank place again?
Has someone else also been brought there?
Read to find out ^^
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WARNING: This st...
WARNING: This story contains blood and disturbing images that may cause anxiety/fear. Read at your own risk.
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After taking a picture of the door, I slowly opened it. The other side is definitely darker. It took me a while to get my eyes used to it. I am in a rectangular room with three tunnels on each side. Opposite is a staircase leading downward. The left side leads slightly upwards. And on the right side, I see a small red light in the distance. Now where to go first?
Turning around, I saw that the door had disappeared. I guess I'm really not on Earth. I also don't know if I'm underground and should go up or if this place is such a huge maze that the way down will lead me to a passage even higher... I think I'll check out the light first. Since I went through the red door, the further route may be marked in red too. It's quite dark here, but not enough to waste the phone's battery.
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While walking I noticed that the walls were slowly turning from dark gray wallpaper into strange material with stones, looking even further I don't see any spurs, that's good at least nothing will jump out at me. As I approached the uneven stone wall, I kicked it, slightly crumbling it. I could definitely use stones as weapons... I put some small pebbles in my pocket, I'm sure the smaller ones will be useful for distraction. Unfortunately, I can't tear down this wall to make a hole either.
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As I approached the red light I saw on the opposite side that there is a metal door, I tried to open it, but unfortunately, it's locked. To the left, I see a small room with a table on which lay some kind of document. I picked it up, turned the light on, and began to read.
(in German) 24.09.2009
Hey, I'm Paul, 13 years old. I am writing this letter in the hope that it will be found someday, maybe by someone who finds me here or finds this letter. I don't know if I'm crazy or dead, but this place doesn't seem to belong to this world. I have seen things here that I can't describe. I was walking home from school and suddenly felt dizzy and probably lost consciousness. Now I'm here with my backpack, so I have many papers and pens to write letters. I wish I had my phone, but I still think there is no signal here.
