WARNING: THIS IS A VERY SCARY TOPIC, IF YOU GET TRIGGERED EASILY, CLICK OFF NOW BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE.
Genre: Horror, Comedy, Action, Documentary, Mystery, Thriller.
This story is about how I got trapped in the back rooms. I am the only known survivor of the back rooms.
This story will contain profanity, sexual references, self harm, suicide, violence, death, gore, drugs, alcohol consumption, abuse, foul language/ swearing and so on.
I do not recommend reading this if you are NOT over the age of 15.
Also, I have never played The Backrooms so I may get some details of it wrong but the more I learn about it, the more I'll make changes to the story.
Read at your own risk.
Antique store owner Liz brings home a Victorian taxidermy hound from auction, unwittingly unleashing dark forces on her wife and son.
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Nat Loman has finally married the love of her life, Liz, and is getting used to her role as stepmother to Liz's 5-year-old son, Liam. The Loman family runs a bustling antique business so they attend a sale where a striking, black taxidermied hound is up for auction. Liz picks it up for the business, but it ends up being stored in their home, where Nat notices strange things occurring. She quickly discovers the past residents had died violently. Then she hears from a friend about the myth of "the devil's dog", a hound that perches in the shadows, tearing families apart from the inside. Soon, people around the Lomans are dying, and Liz is changing, darkening. It's up to Nat to save the woman she loves from the darkness closing in, and to save Liam from danger no matter what she has to sacrifice.
[[Winner of the 2018 Wattys "Hidden Gems" category]]
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