The Backrooms(Book 1)
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There are things out there... that redefines the fabric of our very existence!
Deep down, beneath reality itself, exists a realm-like no other. And if you're not careful, and you no-clip out of reality in the wrong areas, you'll end up in the Backrooms, where it's nothing but the stink of old moist carpet, the madness of mono-yellow the endless background noise of fluorescent lights at maximum hum-buzz and approximately, six hundred million square miles of randomly segmented empty rooms.
God save you if you heard something wandering around nearby, because it sure as hell heard you!
#Based on Kane Pixels Backrooms.
And Fancy Games (Escape the Backrooms)
#Written by Mister E Person
All Rights Reserved
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