Alone (POTC!Backrooms AU)
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"Mister Gibbs? Did ye remodel me room?"
"..."
"Mister Gi-"
Jack turns around to find nothing on the other side. A bare wall. Beige in color. He bangs on the now barren wall, trying helplessly to call out to his crew. No one replies. He turns around to lay his eyes on the soon-to-be infinite maze of endless, pale yellow, identical rooms.
Oh well.
It's a pirate's life for him.
...Right...?
[DISCLAIMER: None of this is true! I do not believe that the Backrooms is a real place, nor do I own it. I don't own Captain Jack Sparrow either. I will be using the Backrooms from the Backrooms Wikipedia on wikidot.]
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