Day 1

*Warning*

This is fan fic and uses information the backrooms wiki page not everything here will be accurate.

I slowly blink and rub my eyes as I wake up under fluorescent lighting on a moist floor. looking around I see worn mono yellow walls all around me and the moist flooring is actually cream coloured moist carpet, the whole scene is accompanied by the buzz of the lights over head.

I sit up and rub my head trying to remember anything about what this place is or how i got here but it all comes up blank.

"What is this place?" I ask myself while standing up on wobbly legs and see a singular exit to the small square room thats only 2 metres on each side.

I stumble forward out of the room to find it leads out to a hallway with the same carpet, the same buzzing fluorescent lighting and unfashionable the same mono yellow wallpaper.

Looking around more I find the hallway leading to more rooms none the same none of them showing any characteristics or sign of life and after hours of following the right hand wall I find something new... An electrical socket near the floor but I reluctantly walk past it seeing no use for it other than a break from the increasingly stressful same scenes.

second after second, minute after minute, hour after hour

room

after

room

whispers begin sounding from all around me

"don't suck on the carpet"

"i thought we could trust you"

"coommmeeee bacckk"

"you're never making it out alive"

I keep walking ignoring the whispers knowing they can't be anything but the dangers of my mind after spending so much time in the same twisted setting with no sound other than buzzing of the damned florescent lighting.

"you're nothing without us"

"misfit loser nerd"

I turn around now and scream fusterated

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT FROM ME? HUH?"

I begin running now desperate for an escape from what could only be called the pits of yellow hell.

After running for what feels like 5 minutes i stop out of breathe hands on my knees looking down i see something new and odd even, smooth gray concrete as i now look up to see the mono yellow wallpaper get twisted and distorted where it meets the concrete.

I stare for a few seconds before slapping myself in the face to get some control and balance.

I begin following the concrete but as I take the next step I fall and everything goes black.

*Authors note*

this is only a short chapter to introduce you into my version of the backrooms.