Across The Backrooms

Across The Backrooms

Valadictorian123

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Zuletzt aktualisiert Fr., März 10, 2023

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Paranormal

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- Sincerely, Valadictorian123 -------------------------------------- Ever since I noclipped into the Backrooms with my friends, we've been trying to survive in any way we can. There's an endless number of levels within the Backrooms, each with their own threats and secrets to be found. But there's a secret hidden Across The Backrooms that nobody knows of --- and the evil contained within it is growing so big that it instills fear within even the strongest of entities. I don't speak of this to anyone, but I'm left with the question: Stop the rising evil within the Backrooms, or escape it? You wouldn't believe me when I say you could do both. After noclipping I was confused. After separation I was lost. I didn't know what to do or how to forge on, but one thing was made clear: Like the many others before me, it was my turn to travel Across The Backrooms. But the only question, is can I? (All images will be credited to their respected owners.) (Note that most of the levels and entities in this story are unofficial, but some are.)

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