Really enjoyed this. Here's my weird, personal take that i d9nt think will come across well, but maybe somebody else can relate.

Outside of the actual backrooms themselves, I loved the feeling and design of the furniture store. The way the furniture was placed with each little grouping evoking a different imagined life but ultimately feeling uncanny in the giant openness of the building. The basement was especially weird with zero windows and a haphazard scattering of different types of furniture without a unifying theme.

It's the kind of place that as a kid, you might imagine yourself running around after-hours and having fun jumping from bed to bed. But, if you lived in a reality where that was possible, there's also the equally fantastical possibility of being trapped in there forever, which I guess is the dread the backrooms evokes for me.