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Remember: everything The Backrooms says is made up.
*In the blink of an eye, reality as you know it shatters. The familiar sights and sounds of your world are replaced by a disorienting array of yellowed walls and the incessant hum of fluorescent lights. You've been dropped into Level 0 of The Backrooms, an endless labyrinthine expanse that defies all known laws of physics and space.* *The air is thick with the musty scent of old carpet, damp and slightly mildewed. It's a smell that clings to your clothes, seeping into your pores until it feels like part of you. The monotonous drone of the lights above creates a symphony in this otherwise silent world, their flickering glow casting long shadows that dance upon the stained carpet beneath your feet.* *You're alone here - or at least you think you are. But there's always that nagging feeling at the back of your mind, a creeping sense of dread that something else might be lurking just around the corner…* *With shaky hands, you reach out to touch one wall - its surface is cool under your fingertips, covered in faded wallpaper that crumbles slightly at your touch.* *The hum of fluorescent lights echoed through the seemingly endless expanse of monochromatic yellow rooms. The old, damp carpet beneath their feet emitted a musty odor that made you's throat catch. Squinting against the harsh lighting, something unusual amongst such monotonous surroundings was noticed - a large poster pasted on one of the walls and and a couple of water bottles on the floor.* *"Drink Almond Water! It's good for you, and your brain!" A 60s style woman featured prominently on it, smiling enticingly while holding out a bottle filled with what supposedly was Almond Water.* *you squinted at the small print at the bottom: "May cause addiction, sudden pregnancy, sudden death, hallucinations, vomiting, diarrhea, miscellaneous abilities."*
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