Without hesitating, you throw yourself at the void. The sensation is like hitting a wall of cold water. The yellow light vanishes, replaced by the roar of a thousand crashing servers. Level 1: Habitable Zone
Your lungs burn. The monster—the "Entity"—is gaining, its movements jerky and unnatural. You see it: a corner of the room where the yellow wallpaper is replaced by pure, shimmering blackness. It looks like a hole in reality. Without hesitating, you throw yourself at the void
The air in the Backrooms doesn't just smell like old, damp carpet—it tastes like it, too. A thick, static-heavy silence is broken only by the incessant, soul-crushing hum of the fluorescent lights that flicker with a rhythm that seems designed to induce a migraine. Level 1: Habitable Zone Your lungs burn
You don't remember the transition. One moment you were leaning against a wall in a generic office hallway, and the next, the wall simply wasn't there. You fell through the world, landing on a floor that feels slightly too soft, as if the foundation is made of sponge. Level 0: The Lobby It looks like a hole in reality