Backrooms

Backrooms

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Classic "hey you wanna do this life threatening thing to get some super fancy reward?" plot. Okay so hear me out. A bunch weird creatures from different towns all come together in this glowy and awesome lookin' city sort of thing. A fancy man with a colorful suit and top hat tells them that they could get a wish from him if they beat his game. They all be like "Aw hell yeah dude" so he shows them an entrance into a dimly lit hallway. That hallway lead to more hallways and those lead to even more hallways and so on and so forth. Everyone runs in and goes in different directions. The last person to enter looks back and sees the wall seal off. This is gonna be one of my more "normal" stories. This is one I've been wanting to write for a bit. I'll try to remember to get a part out soon!
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