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"A Night in the Garden"
It was a dark and stormy night, and Sarah was having a difficult time falling asleep. She tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable, but no matter what she did, she couldn't seem to drift off. Just as she was about to give up, she closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh.
By Vocal Trending 3 years ago in Fiction
Backrooms Decrypted: Memories (Level 18)
Memories, or The Backrooms Level 18, is another name for it. It has a class 1 survival difficulty rating. It has a SMALL NUMBER OF ENTITIES, is SAFE, and SECURE. Each viewer's perception of Level 18 is different, but they all agree that it is similar to a childhood memory. The age range of this childhood memory is between 2 and 5. Preschools and daycare centers are the most frequent settings it can assume. Numerous "voices" will whisper to you as you wander through Level 18. The most frequent things that these voices will whisper are your biggest regrets or mistakes, though they can whisper anything. For some wanderers, staying on Level 18 has been known to be addictive, and some actively choose to do so. A rare Entity that aids in floor navigation can be found on Level 18. This entity, which goes by the name The Plush Dino, resembles a dinosaur plush toy. 😱🐲😵
By Info3 years ago in Fiction
Backrooms Decrypted: The Carrier (Level 17)
The Carrier is another name for The Backrooms Level 17. It has a CLASS 1 survival difficulty rating. It is SAFE and SECURE, with a LOW ENTITY COUNT. Level 17 looks to be an unending maze of a navy aircraft carrier's inside construction. The level is comprised of corridors and stairwells similar to those seen aboard an Essex-class ship. A flooded corridor may occasionally be encountered. These halls are one-way exits that link directly to Level 7's surface rooms. Level 17 is mainly barren of creatures, with only one entity that is unique to it. These beings, called as Imprints, are alter egos of previous Level 17 adventurers. 😣
By Info3 years ago in Fiction
Mercy of God (Prologue)
Algora was a dreary little village tucked away in a forgotten corner of the world. The buildings were made of old, crumbling bricks that had seen better days, and the streets were filled with potholes and cracked cobblestones. The houses were small and simple, harshly contrasting with the dark, oppressive forest surrounding them. The smell of smoke and burning wood lingered in the air. The moonlight shone down on the village, casting long shadows across the empty streets. In the distance, chanting could be heard, sending chills down the spine of anyone who heard it. Throughout its history, Algora had been ruled by religious extremists who kept its people in fear and denial.
By Chynna Brown3 years ago in Fiction
Rebuild Team 2
Henry had built his room with tarps and bits and pieces of this and that. The colossal window was leaning inwards, held up by an assortment of garbage and boards, blown inward when the bomb pushed its murderous hellfire winds up and out. It was not ideal, but he said it was temporary until he figured out what to do with the window. She visited him most days. She should be helping with the rebuild, but her asthma prevented her from doing much considering everything in this quarter was still covered in thick ash.
By Lianne Giffin3 years ago in Fiction
Backrooms Decrypted: Futuristic Halls (Level 15)
Level 15 of the Backrooms is also known as Futuristic Halls. It has a CLASS 0 survival difficulty rating. It is SAFE, SECURE, and FREE OF ENTITIES. Level 15 is a sequence of futuristic corridors with occasional pitch-black spots caused by a lack of lighting. When passing through these corridors on Level 15, the sounds of motors may be heard from afar. These sounds are produced by equipment housed in enormous rooms separated by reinforced metal doors. A portion of the walls of these rooms are composed of thick glass.
By Info3 years ago in Fiction
Backrooms Decrypted: The Infinite Apartment
You awaken, feeling carpet against your cheek. The strange, slightly out-of-date pattern you've come to expect from the Backrooms. What is that peculiar sound you can hear? This oddly tuneless easy-listening music is the kind you might find in an elevator, whisking you away to another world. Muzak that feels like it was written by a committee of mosquitoes as you stand, you see the similarly strange patterns on the wallpaper. This place never left the seventies, did it? Still, you'll take it over some limitless wilderness. It's time to figure out where you are and how you got here. You rise to your feet and begin to assess the environment around you. It seems as though you're in some kind of lobby, lined with elevators on both sides and marked entrances to stairways around the back.
By Info3 years ago in Fiction
Backrooms Decrypted: Surviving The Matrix (Level 12)
Welcome back, Explorer. You look tired. And of course, we don't blame you. You've had a long journey through The Backrooms so far, and considering some of the terrifying things you've seen over the previous eleven levels, who could blame you for losing sleep, there aren't many places in this frightening dimension where you can comfortably take the weight off your feet and just relax. Do you think you're any safer here, well, let's find out? Welcome to Level 12, Explorer. We hope you enjoy your stay. As you enter the level, you notice how different it seems from so many of the others. In many cases, levels of the Backrooms have been defined by their dizzying expansiveness. An office block that goes on for eternity. The endless, winding streets of a city that feels more procedurally generated than constructed by human hands. A field, misty and desolate, goes on and on and on and on. But that's not this level. It's a white room, not especially large or small. The gleaming paint job on the wall almost induces a kind of snow blindness. It's an unnatural level of crispness and clarity, like walking into some surreal screen saver. There's a door on the far wall, but strangely, you notice that there isn't a door behind you. Don't worry; you're too well versed in the ways of the Backrooms to be bothered by the logical inconsistency of that. You're instead focused on the chair and table sitting in the center of the room - as though you're preparing for a job interview, and your interviewer just happened to be late.
By Info3 years ago in Fiction
Metamorphosisters Redeux
Beatrix waited, trying to keep herself calm. No one would hear her scream in that small space. She tried to tell herself it wasn't a coffin because she was not dead. It's a bed, that's it, a cozy bed. She tried to slow her breathing and actually sleep, but sleep would not come. Not after the evening she had...
By Tinka Boudit She/Her3 years ago in Fiction
The Great Millfield Magic Show
The sun was setting on the small town of Millfield, casting a warm glow over the bustling main street. People bustled to and fro, running errands and chatting with their neighbors as they went. At the end of the street, perched atop a hill, stood the old, dilapidated mansion that had loomed over the town for as long as anyone could remember. It was a source of constant fascination for the townspeople, with rumors swirling about the mysterious owner and the strange goings-on inside.
By ssawe3 years ago in Fiction
Literature That Stopped Time
The Holodeck, a Tardis, a dream, or just my mind. However I got there, it just happened. Back and forth, to and fro. The greatest authors, at least in my mind. There they were, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle among them.
By Roy Huff3 years ago in Fiction
A day of disguise and adventure
It was a hot summer day, and Jerry had been stuck in his stuffy office all day long. As he sat at his desk, staring at the clock, he couldn't help but daydream about all the fun things he could be doing instead of working. He longed to be out in the sunshine, soaking up the warmth and enjoying the great outdoors.
By Krish3 years ago in Fiction