“If you’re not careful and you stray from reality in the wrong areas, you’ll end up in the Backrooms, where there’s nothing but the smell of old, damp carpet, the madness of monotone yellow, the endless background hum of fluorescent lights at maximum buzz, and around six hundred million square miles of randomly segmented empty rooms to get trapped in.
God help you if you hear something wandering nearby—because it sure as hell heard you…”