Then, suddenly, I lost my balance, tripped, and fell directly through the wall. I fell face-first onto some dirty tan carpeting. Upon getting back up, I realized that I was in a completely different room. Well, not really a room, per se— more so a set of rooms, all of which connected by openings. The walls were covered in gross tan patterned wallpaper. There was also an overwhelming stench of moist carpet. I turned back around and tried to put my hand back through the wall, and it wouldn’t go through. “Okay, what the ****?” I muttered. I looked back into the room. There were no windows, no doors, nothing on the walls— other than that disgusting wallpaper, of course— it was completely empty, aside from a singular plastic blue school chair. At this point, the only thing going through my mind was fear, and the repeating thought of “I need to leave” on loop in my head. I started running through the rooms, desperately trying to find an exit, but to no avail. There was no exit.

hehe sorry ^^ just a little story of the backrooms

The Backrooms are an alternate dimension, but one that is not like many other alternate dimensions in the universe. While others seem to be pocket dimensions that are linked to our own reality, the Backrooms runs deep INSIDE our own reality, meaning there is no physical way to enter it.

the only way to enter the backrooms is by some how noClipping through the walls

it is just a creepypasta but some claim to have seen it in their dreams

this is scary even if you know its fake, it has the things that terrify us the most, the fear of being lost the fear of being trapped, watched and hunted

and ummm also found this lol https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r1DnQUPpybQ

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yIfeNtWvY4M