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Backrooms
You weren't supposed to end up here. But you did, and now there's nothing around you but yellow wallpaper, stained carpet, and the low hum of fluorescent lights that never turn off.
No map. No compass. Just corridors that loop back on themselves and messages scratched into the walls by people who came before you. "Follow the arrows. Almost there. There is no exit." Someone was trying to help. Someone else wasn't so sure.
Your only tools are a flashlight and whatever courage you have left. The darkness at the end of every hallway isn't hiding anything, or maybe it is. You'll have to walk toward it to find out.
Something about this place feels wrong. Not just the layout, not just the silence, something else. Keep moving.
Find the exit. If there is one.
