If you're not careful and no-clip out of reality in wrong areas, you'll end up in the Backrooms, where it's nothing but the stink of moist carpet, the madness of mono-yellow, and endless background noise of fluorescent lights at maximum hum-buzz, and approximately six hundred million square miles of randomly segmented empty rooms to be trapped in. God save you if you hear something wandering around nearby, because it sure as hell has heard you... -- One day, a boy wakes up feeling dizzy and in distressed. he cant remember anything, not even his name. he seems to find himself in a weird place of randomly placed rooms with a horrible smell, and an inconsistent humming of Florissant light. he finds other people but still cant remember who he is. they help him show that there are other levels , a way to get out , and entities... hopefully he'll make it out alive, or mabye he'll stay forever in the backroom. -- This is a fan fiction of the backrooms. I do not own the concept of the urban legend. Characters and storyline is original. -- A thriller and horror book A BL If your homophobic then please leave 🙃