Recollections of Liminality

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=Recollections of Liminality=
NOTE: Sentences that look like this are annotated; hover your mouse over them to see the annotations.<tabber>
|-| Masiu Latu=
==POI 1: Masiu Latu==
Age
25
Ethnicity
Pacific Islander
Nationality
American
Height
5'11
Background
As a wanderer explored Level 0, he happened to find an exit, only to see that there was a cracked phone on the ground. The wanderer picked it up out of curiosity and kept it with him before handing it over to M.E.G. members for them to inspect when he soon found one of their bases in Level 1, Base Alpha.
Managing to repair the phone, they found out that the phone belonged to Masiu, who had actually been around Base Alpha not long ago.
Looking into the "Notes" and "Voice Memo" app on his phone, they found that he kept records of his time in Level 0. 
==[Day 1; October 3, 2022] Wtf is going on here???==
As if my life couldn't get any worse, now I'm in some fucking realm that a crazy friend of mine claimed to be real. Well Mick, if you somehow even get to read this shit, I hope you're happy about it.
Luckily enough, some of my shit from my kitchen fell down here with me when I "noclipped" through the floor, including my fridge. So I just grabbed a plastic bag and put in as much stuff in there as I can, and hopefully, I somehow manage to leave this place before I run out of food.
I still can't believe this is happening.
== [Day 3; October 6, 2022] I feel like something's watching me. Also drinks.==
Title explains it all.
Call me paranoid, but istg, it feels like there's something behind me. Watching my every move. Even as I type, that feeling is still there. Now that I think about it... I think Mick said that there were these... things, here in the Backrooms.
Despite being an atheist myself, I pray to god he was wrong. But he probably isn't.
On the bright side... I found some drinks laying around here. Being the thirsty bastard I am, I took a sip to find that the drink was pretty sweet. I think it tasted like... almond and vanilla?
Weirdly enough, I felt better than before. I was feeling a bit sick a few days back, but a while after I drank this stuff, it was just gone. Almost like I never caught anything.
Shit was good, other than that. Hope I can find more of it as I explore this place.
==[Day 4; October 7] i miss everything==
<Audio recording starts.>[Masiu]: Y'know. I miss everything. I'm not just talking about, well, home. As in Earth as a whole. I'm talking about a specific home at Earth. My home. I miss mom. I miss dad. I miss Koko. I especially... I miss Lara.
<Aggravated> Why? What the hell did I leave them for?
<Masiu stays silent for a few seconds.>
[Masiu]: <Quivered> Fuck, man.
<Masiu silently sobs to himself, and the audio ends.>
==[Day 8; October 10, 2022] I fucking knew it.==
There really is something following me, I'm not fucking around.
I'm just walking around, when I just hear this loud ass thump from one of the walls behind me. Luckily, I had my gun on me when I noclipped, so pulling it out, I just approach the wall I hear the sound from. I quickly take a peek, and sure enough, there's a hole in the wall.
At the same time, I thought I saw some white figure quickly getting behind another wall.
Damn it, I can't sleep anymore. Whoever or whatever this is that's following me... they're gonna get to me if I do.
I don't know what they're gonna try to do to me. But whatever it is, I'm not gonna let it happen. Not on my watch.
==[Day 17; October 17, 2022] Been hearing sounds lately, so I made a stupid poem==
As the title says, I've been hearing someone around here. Or something. I don't know. Might be the same person or thing that I saw following me a few days back. 
Here's the weird thing about it, though. They were calling for help. "Hello? Anyone hear me? Is anybody there? Someone help!" I just keep hearing them. But it doesn't sound... I don't really know how to describe it. I think... it didn't really sound human. I think that's the word. It sounded so... monotone, so emotionless. That's what was really weird about the voice.
Anyway, since there's really nothing else to do, I decided to make a little poem. Kind of took my mind off of the weird situation and stress I'm in right now. Well, those two things, and... nevermind the third thing.
I'm not great with poems, but here we go.
===Sounds===
Sounds
Though the lights buzz their loud buzz
The thumps and voices are really loud
Loud enough
For me to hear, like talking to my brother in a loud crowd
It's strange, really
For me to hear someone or something in someplace desolate
It makes me feel all chilly
Though it seems unlikely, I'm sure it's definite
Is it a person making the noise?
Is it a thing?
I believe a while back, I heard a voice
Or voices. Either way, they're very occurring
It's almost driving me crazy
Those constant, possibly fake voices in my head
It's kind of making my mind feel all... hazy?
This anxiety, it's being spread
All over my body, as I'm slowly submitting to insanity
But I constantly tell myself
That they're just hallucinations
To self
That this entire situation
Is fake
But is it?
I don't know. I just want a break
==[Day 20; October 23, 2022] I found someone==
<Audio recording starts.>[Masiu]: After about 2 weeks of wandering in this lonely hell, I miraculously found someone. The person in question is some girl, calls herself Purple. Looks like she had it pretty rough here, her clothes are pretty roughed up as hell and falling apart. They don't even look like they fit anymore. I asked the poor kid how long had she been here, and she said she doesn't even know. Has she been here for that long? Holy fuck. 
<Sighs> Anyways, Purple told me that aside from the almond water she found every once in a while, there were also vending machines around, which were really hard to find. That, and the fact that she already had some stuff with her when she noclipped, so it was somewhat easy for her to ration the stuff. Oh, and about that thing I said was following me? I really was right. The damn thing tried luring us in with its voice, but apparently, Purple recognized it and took off before I could even process what the hell was going on. Maybe she ran into it before?
Either way, it's dead. It was hard, but the two of us managed to take it down together when we were cornered. I got the final blow, with one bullet to the head. Now, we've almost spent a whole week looking for the exit together, but so far, not much luck.
Gotta end this note here. Purple's sleeping right now, and I have to watch the two of us before something else comes. I've been hearing some weird things lately, so yeah.
<Silence.>
[Masiu]: You know. I get the feeling... the kid and I are gonna get along just fine. That's what I think, anyway.<Audio recording ends.>
|-| Purple Xaya=
==POI 2: Purple Xaya==
Age
16
Ethnicity
Asian
Nationality
Laos
Height
5'4
Background
In Level 1, as an operative in M.E.G.'s Base Alpha walked around in his dorm, she found a notebook with a cassette tape, taped on the one of the pages of the journal. It laid on the desk, and opening it out of curiosity, she found that it belonged to a girl named "Purple" who, like Masiu, was also around the base not long ago.
Purple had written not just about her time in the Backrooms, but also in the Frontrooms, which is implied that she had lived a rather rough and disturbing life there.
However, Purple did not list any dates or how many days she was in the Backrooms for, making it very difficult to depict how long ago she noclipped, the day gaps between each entry, etc.
==im free==
im free now.
im finally free.
free of his grip.
his touch. his... body.
just... everything.
he can't pleasure himself with me. not anymore.
==almost got found out==
that monster's trying to find me
he sent the police around the city looking for me, and there's even missing posters of me posted all over the place.
they all think they're doing the two of us a favor. but its bullshit. everything about him is bullshit.
the police stopped me when i was walking over to mcdonalds because i fit the description on my poster. not sure why but i was lucky enough for them to let me go.
its only a matter of time before they somehow find me. until then i might have to leave the city.
==meet shiru==
meet shiru, my new bat :)
i found them sitting around in a closet in this old apartment im living in right now. they must've been pretty lonely, too.
decided to buff them up a bit, so i put some nails on them. shiru looks so cool :DD
im tired, so im gonna sleep here with them now.
==where am i? why does this place look like home?==
it cant be.
am i back at home? why am i back here?
it cant be.
it cant be.
it cant be.
it fucking cant be.
==so im not home==
im not home. im so glad im not.
but this place seems so... big.
i dont think i can even find a way out of here, it just seems too big to find one. theres no one here either, so it looks like me and shiru are the only ones here.
well, at least we have more time to hang out together, with no one to bother us. right?
==Tape Recording==
<Audio recording starts.>[Purple]: Wow, this thing still works? That's amazing! <Laughs> Wow... um... <mumbles to herself> How do I start this off...?
<Purple continues mumbling to herself for a little longer.>
[Purple]: Alright, ahem. Hi! My name's Purple! I'm 14 years old- Well, I think that's how old I am, now. There's almost no way for me to tell what time or day it is, so I'm not so sure about my age anymore. But honestly? I'm not too worried about it. Especially when I have Shiru here to protect the both of us and comfort me. <Chuckles> Yeah, I know they're just a baseball bat, but... they make me feel safe. Besides, it's not like there's anyone else here to talk to, so why shouldn't I be friends with a bat? <Sighs> I sound batshit crazy, I should probably stop talking about this for now. Heh, "batshit". Ok, I'll stop talking. 
<Purple's stomach growls in the background, causing her to groan.> 
[Purple]: Anyway, I've been... stuck here for a really long time. Not sure how long, but it's been long enough for me to finish all the food and drinks I brought with me when I left home. Luckily enough, I find some snacks on the ground every once in a while, and if I'm really lucky enough, I'll actually find a vending machine! Weird thing about them is that some of the machines use money from all over the world. Some will even take body parts. No way I was doing that, so I just smashed the glass for every one I'd found, but that would turn on whatever alarm was around. Not sure what it's for, considering that there's no one here that even owns these things, so, whatever. 
I've also been finding some water- Actually, I'm not too sure if it's water. But it looks like it. It had a pretty sweet flavor to it, almost vanilla-like. Kind of nutty, too.
Which reminds me. Recently, I started to get really itchy, and the itch just got worse and worse. I even got some rashes because of it. And I thought I heard my brother Aris? But when I drank the water, all those things disappeared, it was almost like I never had those problems to begin with. Am I going crazy? Or is it just... whatever this place is?
Even though I stopped hearing Aris, I still kept hearing some guy calling out for help. But every single time I go to wherever I'm hearing the cries from, it just goes silent, and I see there's no one there. Either some stupid idiot's pranking me or I'm going crazy.
[Mystery Figure]: HELLO? DOES ANYONE HEAR ME?
<The recording ends, it's assumed that Purple stopped the clip to listen to the voice more clearly.>
== been a while since i wrote in this thing==
so im still stuck in this place. i dont know how or why, but i feel like i shouldve been out of this shithole a long time ago. a LONG time ago.
this place is fucking dangerous. first, that voice on the tape turned out to be a fucking monster, and then i found what i thought was a person. 
he looked like a person. he probably was a person. but he was all on fours. he was almost like a dog.
this guy... he was naked and had a very hunched back. the guy also had white eyeballs. like, he had nothing on them, like he was blind. but he wasnt. he knew where i was when he saw me and started running towards me.
he jumped on me and tried taking a bite out of me, but i used shiru to block him. he looked so skinny and weak, but he was so strong that i thought i was gonna die. but i didnt. instead, i managed to slap him, which got him off of me, and when i got up, he tried jumping on me again.
i ended up stabbing him in the eye with one of the nails on shiru when i hit him. i pull the bat off his face, and when the eyeball came out with it, i almost puked. the guy was howling and shaking, and at that point, i just ripped his stomach apart with shirus nails. i havent been that scared since the last time i ran into that white thing from before.
speaking of which, even after what feels like a year, it still keeps chasing me down. i still hear that same stupid voice it used before, and im terrified of what itll do if it gets to me.
no. you know what? that thing can kiss my ass. it wont get to msh\+ my pen(l br0k
|-| Koko Latu=
==POI 3: Koko Latu==
Age
19
Ethnicity
Pacific Islander
Nationality
American
Height
5'9
Background 
A wanderer ran into a faceling in Level 4, who had a phone with her. Not having any interest in the phone, the faceling decided to give it to said wanderer, thinking that he needed it more than her. The wanderer accepted the phone, despite both the phone being dead and the wanderer having one himself. 
When he arrived in M.E.G.'s Base Omega, the man decided to give it to an M.E.G. researcher, who then charged the device. At that point, the researcher discovered that the phone belonged to Koko, who was reported to be last seen at M.E.G.'s Base Alpha with the other POIs in these documents. 
There were several entries made on Koko's "Notes" app, similar to Masiu, as well as some audio recordings on the "Voice Memo" app. Sometime after, Base Alpha shared an interview recording of him at his time there.
==Recording6_10-19-2022_19:20:22.mp3==
<Audio recording starts.>[Koko]: <Groans> Man... I think them edibles hit a bit too hard. Oh hol' on, I don't even eat edibles. <Pause> Hey...
<Koko stops talking, presumably touching the carpet as mushy noises can be heard in the background.>
[Koko]: Yo, who pissed on my carpet? <Sniffs> God- what is that smell? It smells funky in here. I should have listened to mom and bought the febreez- Wait, what the fuck? This ain't my house. Where am I? 
<Audio recording ends.> 
==Recording7_10-19-2022_20:04:03.mp3==
<Audio recording starts.>[Koko]: I think I've been walking in a whole circle for the whole hour I've been here for. I saw that same stupid smiley face on that wall 3 different times now! Damn, not gonna lie though, that thing's kind of giving me the creeps.
<Koko's footsteps can be heard on the moist carpet for a few seconds.>
[Koko]: Fuck this shit, my stomach is struggling to survive.
<Koko plops down to the floor, making a loud squishy noise on the carpet.>
[Koko]: I swear to god, this shit's gonna stain my sweats. Fuck, people are gonna think I wet myself. Oh that's right... I'm alone. 
<It's presumed Koko puts his hands in his pocket, as muffled crumbling can be heard.>
[Koko]: Hey- Is that what I think it is? Man I've been waiting to eat these, finna watch some shit while I'm swallowing these- pause- FUCK, I don't even know why I expected there to be any wifi in this shit hole. AuuuUUUUGGGH-
<Audio recording ends.>
==lazy af==
dont really feel like talking so just gonna text instead lol
guess I cant really leave this place. Looks like it stretches for miles from here. Im sitting here right now, soaking wet, thirsty, and worst of all I'm starving
Think im just gonna chillax here. just remembered i found this little twix on the floor, so now i got dessert lol.
so tired bro. might as well go to sleep.
==bro I vented and ended up in these sussy red rooms 💀==
so I literally just found a vent on one of the walls here. looked pretty loose, and cuz it doesn't look like there's any other way out, I just whacked the shit out of it a couple times until it came off.
crawling through, im thinking i made it out when i end up crawling into rooms that look like the same rooms from before, with the only difference being that the lights were red now. omfg im not gonna make it out of here.
for some reason, i feel panicky or some shit. you know that feeling where you feel like shitting your pants when youre stressed out? because that's what im feeling. i just cant shake it off bro, just cant. now that i think about it, i think i feel something breathing on mejoijoj
jesus fucking christ, sweat dropped on my phone, tf
yo wait
that aint sweat
aw naw wtf man its sticky
OH 
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==KokoMEGInterview_11/04/22.mp3==
<Audio recording starts.>[M.E.G. Interviewer]: Hello, Koko Latu. That's your name, is it?
[Koko]: Naw, I'm the fucking lion king. Yeah that's my fucking name.
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: <Whispers> Rude.
[Koko]: Huh?
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: Nothing. <Quickly> AHEM, ANYWAY... we'd like to ask you about your time in what we believe is Level 0.1.
[Koko]: Why not bug Siu about this? Or Purple? Fuck, why not anyone else?
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: Because they've never been there before, and you just so happen to be one of the very few survivors to come out of that level. It's impressive, actually.
[Koko]: AUUUGH! How long is this gonna take? I think I saw Siu and Purple eating at that restaurant nearby already, I'm hungry as fuck.
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: Don't worry, this will only take a couple minutes. But let's start, shall we? Now, on your last entry, you were presumably attacked, yes? 
[Koko]: Uh-huh. 
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: What were you attacked by, exactly? 
[Koko]: I don't know. You fucking expect me to know what those things were? 
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: <Annoyed> Ok, well, try to describe them at least, Koko. 
[Koko]: Well there was a bunch of 'em. One with a smile that would put the grinch's to shame. A guy with no face. For fuck's sake, there were naked ones too, running around on all fours like fucking furries. One of the assholes bit me, too. See? 
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: <Slight awe> I see. <To self> It seems the interviewee was attacked by smilers, facelings, and a hound. And he just happened to be bitten by a hound. <Normal voice> Hey, about the people on all fours- We call those hounds down here. You are aware of the fact that their bites and saliva are infectious... right? You would have become one of them. 
[Koko]: Are you saying... I could've died? 
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: Yes. Yes, you would have. In a way. 
[Koko]: <Whispers> What the hell is wrong with this place? 
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: But, uh- How did you survive? 
[Koko]: Well, I kept running until I lost them, and just sat my ass down behind a wall. I stayed there for a while until I heard something behind me. I thought it was those things, but what walked over was some black cat instead. Little shit scared me. Almost shoved my foot up its ass. 
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: I'm sorry, did you say "black cat?" 
[Koko]: The hell did you think I said, white dog? Yeah it was a fucking black cat. 
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: <Frustrated sigh> Continue. Please. 
[Koko]: Yeah, I didn't expect it to talk, but it did. It was like <Mocking voice> "I don't understand why you humans are so scared of these things. It looks like you want a way out." Some shit like that. 
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: <To self> Talking cat? I'm not buying it. Then again- 
[Koko]: <Aggravated> Hey, I can hear you, jackass. I'm not the- 
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: <Frustrated> Just- Ok, well, did you say "yes"? 
[Koko]: Of course I did, and the thing just told me to hold on to it. Weird, seeing how it's a talking cat, but with your life at stake, what's there to lose? I picked him up, and then he just tells me to scratch him on the back. 
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: <Confused> Huh? 
[Koko]: Yeah, that's right. I obviously refused, though. I mean, it's a talking cat, and he was like <Mocking voice>, "Oh, c'mon, I've been trying to reach there for HOURS now. You MUST scratch it for me." Not gonna lie, that shit was zesty. 
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: <Confused> "Zesty"? 
[Koko]: Forget it. Anyway, I kept ignoring him, but I started hearing what I thought was a friggin stampede around the corner. The cat was saying <Mocking voice> "Oh well. I guess I should find someone else to scratch my back then." I just picked him up and scratched the little shit's back because, well, I don't wanna die. 
But then those guys came into the room, chasing me down like last time. The cat STILL wanted to get scratched, so while I'm running, I'm scratching the damn rodent's ass at the same time. I would've just thrown the thing to them if it wasn't for it telling me where to go. 
I ended up finding some glass door, and went through it. Got in some other room after that, and when I looked into my hands, the cat was gone. POOF! No traces left behind. Not even a shed of fur. 
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: I see. Well, do you mind describing this room for me? And how'd you cure yourself from the Hound Virus? 
[Koko]: Well, this room kinda looked like some of the halls in this place, but it looked like they were their own kind of thing. The halls stretched out longer.
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: <To self> He could be talking about Level 1.1.
[Koko]: Anyway, I'm walking around in this place, cold and shit, and at some point, I sat next to some cardboard box. Thought I felt something touching my ass, and when I moved over, there was a bottle of water. I already finished my gatorade before, and I was thirsty as shit, so I didn't really care what I drank anymore. I chugged it all, and all of a sudden, I wasn't dizzy from the virus anymore. Tasted sweet, though.
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: That's because it wasn't water. It was almond water. 
[Koko]: <Scoffs> No wonder. Tasted like shit. 
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: Well, it's one of the few things here to drink. Better get used to it. 
[Koko]: What? 
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: I said- 
[Koko]: <Interrupts> Ever. 
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: <Mad> Alright. Alright, get the hell out of here. Get out now, this interview's over. 
[Koko]: Fine, fuck you and your interview. <Walks away and comes back a few seconds later> And I'm taking these chips with me. 
<A bag of chips slightly crumbles, and footsteps can be heard walking away from the recorder. A door opens, and then is shut.> 
[M.E.G. Interviewer]: <Mumbles, annoyed> No wonder his brother and friend seem so annoyed by him. He really is annoying. <Audio recording ends.>
A funny moment, that was. Wasn't it?
|-| Mateo "Kookie" Gonzalez=
== POI 4: Mateo "Kookie" Gonzalez==
Age
22
Ethnicity
Hispanic
Nationality
Backroomer
Height
5'10
Background
M.E.G. was given access to Kookie's digital entries by he himself, in order to see if Kookie and Hank may have discovered anything on their trip to Base Alpha. The only thing of interest within the said entries were Ariane's diary and the "remodel" work going on within Level 5, but nothing much else new was discovered. 
==Introduction==
Date: 1/20/22
Man, this new laptop is really cool! It's better than the old stuff we have here! The Frontrooms nunca deja de impresionarme. How'd Hank even manage to get this? Woah, just remembered I haven't introduced myself here. 
Hola! The name's Kookie! Well, at least that's what most of my folks call me anyway. Just got this new laptop for my birthday recently, so now I'm gonna be using it to document some stuff. 
I was born in the Backrooms, straight from the city of Level 11, where I lived with my papa. Unfortunately, my mama died when I came along, so it was just the two of us. Well actually, it was us and Hank. Amigo may be mean on the outside, but he's a nice one. When papa was busy with stuff up in M.E.G., Hank was always there to watch over me, so he was like an tio to me. 
Speaking of M.E.G., the two of us have been stationed in Base Omega at Level 4 for a few years, and Corporal just assigned us to a few open spots up in Base Alpha. We're almost ready to leave now, just gotta make sure that I got everything packed. Gonna put this lil' thing away now, heh. 
==Lotta things happened==
Date: 1/26/22
Hey! So lot's of things happened.
As I mentioned before, we were being stationed from Level 4 to Level 1, right? Well, we can't exactly go through levels backwards, so we have to go through different levels. Here's the levels we're supposed to go through and how we managed to get from each level to another. Also gonna be explaining what happened as all these things happened. 
*Level 5
Gotta find an exit from Level 4 with classical music playing inside it. I wonder if that fella there gets tired of listening to classical music over and over again? I should show him some of the newer music back at the Frontrooms. That's if he doesn't mutilate me, hah! Speaking of which, haven't seen him at all around the area, and there's a door that's locked. Even has a sign that says "under remodeling". I wonder if they're getting ready for some huge fiesta or something.
Anyway, we figured we'd stay for a day or so as we scavenged the area for more supplies, so when I wasn't doing that, I was playing with the little moths over there. I will admit, they're kind of cute, even if they're pretty annoying. 
*Level 6
Going through the boiler area in Level 5. Gets pretty hot down there, but hey, losing fat in the process, right? Ah, that reminds me. The entire time, Hank and I were just on edge, nos ibamos a cagar en los pantalones. We knew this was [REDACTED] territory here, and what was made of the previous bases that were attempted to be built here.
One of those things found us and gave us one good, long chase, but miraculously enough, we managed to find a pretty good hiding spot. Hank and I camped in there for what felt like hours until Hank believed we were in the clear. And once again, we were running again before we knew it. We even had to ditch some of our stuff, cuz it was slowing us down.
And before you ask, no, we didn't use our guns. That would just attract more [REDACTED], and that's a bad idea, considering we're in the level where, you know, several [REDACTED] are known to exist in.
Luckily enough, we tripped on a wire, and you'll see why I say so. 
*Level 6.1
Gotta be lucky to trip on a wire in Level 6. This was actually pretty hard to do, as not only weren't many wires there, you also couldn't get to Level 6.1 if you tripped on purpose. You'd look like a payaso to do so, lol. Hank forgot about that and fell flat on his face. I would've been laughing at him out loud if it weren't for the two of us trying to keep quiet from the smilers.
When we got here, I was amazed to see how many restaurants and people there were. There was a lot of food you could think of- Chinese food, burgers, and even Mexican food! Not gonna lie, they were really tasty, but not as tasty as papa's cooking. There were even entities that would be really dangerous, but were actually friendly, which surprised me. I'm talking about [REDACTED], Hounds- well, actually, I'm not too surprised about the hounds, since they were in Level 11 back when I was growing up. 
Anyway, Hank and I camped out there for about two days to refill and eat up before heading out for the next level. 
*Level 11
There's some kind of "front door" exit somewhere in Level 6.1, which leads straight to this level. Wish we stayed a bit longer at 6.1, the food there was scrumptious! But aside from that, it was good to be back home. Hogar dulce hogar!
I went up to the old apartment complex that papa, Hank, and I used to live in, and Mr. Wexler's still there! I striked up a conversation with him, asking about what he's been up to and all that. He told me that there's some new store a few blocks down, but said it was owned by some shady tipo.
After a while, I wrapped things up with him and split from Hank as he was gonna try to find a gun to replace the one he left back at Level 6. I ended up heading to the shady store and met the guy Wexler was talking about, who I guess you can say was a decent guy. But let me tell you, aside from being decent, Wex was not lying about him being at least somewhat shady. Seeing through his charismatic persona, I could see that he was on edge. It was like he was hiding something. Oh well, not that I'd ever find out anyway.
I then went to some cafe my papa used to take me to when he wasn't so busy with M.E.G.. As I took a bite out of those warm, crispy donuts there, I was being washed over with memories of nostalgia.
A girl sat next to me during my drive down the memory lane, and as I looked at her with the corner of my eye, I thought she looked familiar. I ended up asking what her name was, to which she responded, saying her name was Ariane. Ariane's one of the biggest contributors of M.E.G.'s Database, so to meet her in person was an honor. The two of us talked about ourselves for a bit and all, and I learned a few interesting stuff about her. For one, she speaks French, so that's awesome! I will admit, the French language sounds very attractive. She also has some kind of book that transforms into a laptop too! Even for the Backrooms, this was pretty cool! I asked how she even managed to find it, and she doesn't quite remember, which was a bummer, but hey, no biggie.
Afterwards, I bid the chica adieu and left the cafe to look for Hank. I found him at a gun shop, close to beating some chicano to a pulp, but I stopped him dead in his tracks before someone got hurt. I didn't know what all that was about, but I never really asked about it. It didn't really matter anyway, since we were more worried about finding a way to Level 1. We knew that somehow, we'd be able to get to Level 1 from here, but couldn't remember how, so I looked into the database to see how we get there. 
*Level 0
According to M.E.G.'s Database, going into certain buildings will put you in levels between 0 and 6. We ended up here instead of Level 1, which Hank and I were hoping to end up at, obviously enough. But hey, it could be worse. We could've been sent back to Level 6 and risk getting our asses chased by [REDACTED] again. Besides, the next level ahead from this one is Level 1! And the floor has carpet, so we can comfortably sleep and sit and all that around here. On second thought, scratch that, it's really damp.
I just hope we can find the exit in time before Hank and I run out of our stuff here. But, uh, it's not like we're gonna run out anyway. We got a lot of food and drinks from our travels, so it should be more than enough for us to last.
Right?
==Found out this laptop could record my voice (and chilling in Level 0 still)==
Date: 2/3/22<Audio recording starts.>[Kookie]: <Clears throat> Hello? Hello? Testing, testing. Wow, this thing detects how loud I am. I guess the mic here works after all.
Without further ado... hey! It's me, Kookie! If you found this laptop somehow, looked through these entries, and wondered, "Hey, I wonder how this awesome guy sounds like", well here it is! Sueno bien, right?
Alright, but we can talk about myself later. Right now, I'm just sitting here with Hank. The guy's sleeping right now, so I'm not gonna have him say hi to the laptop, heh. 
<Sighs> We still have a lot of food, but Level 0's known to have people wander in it for days, weeks, even months in it, so who knows if the food will last long enough for us until we find the exit. We've already been stuck here for a few days. 
<Kookie stays silent for a while.> 
[Kookie]: But I ain't too worried about it. I think we'll make it to Base Alpha in no time! <Mutters> Now, where's my granola bar? I'm getting a bit hungry here. <Audio recording ends, after Kookie hums a little song to himself.> 
==What did I say? We found Level 1!==
Date: 2/6/22
See? It was nothing to worry about!
Though I do gotta worry about keeping quiet around here, now. As you can see, I'm writing instead of recording because there's a couple entities nearby.
Yeah, apparently, the monstruos can appear out of nowhere when the lights here turn off and come back on. And when the lights ARE off, that's when the [REDACTED] come out. You don't wanna be out in the open when that happens, si?
Fortunate enough, it doesn't happen often here, but again, I still gotta look out for those entities. Hey, wait a minute, I think I hear a [REDACTED] not far from here...
==Met (and saved) a new friend here! Also found Base Alpha!==
Date: 2/8/22<Audio recording starts.>[Kookie]: He's a faceling named Eric! Poor bastard was being mauled by the same [REDACTED] I mentioned from the last entry. Hank kept telling me to leave him, but I couldn't just leave him there. I grabbed my glock and began shooting at the thing, and it let go of Eric's leg. 
It seemed it was too late, though. His leg was already ripped right off of him, and Eric was writhing in pain. Seeing we were already in deep trouble, Hank pulled out his rifle and told me to go grab the faceling, and so I did. I tried getting him the first time, but the [REDACTED] slapped me, sending me flying like a ragdoll. I fractured my arm on impact, but I just had this adrenaline pumping in and out of me, so I didn't feel a thing until now.
I ran in for Eric the second time, and with Hank shooting at the [REDACTED], it was easier for me to get past it. I slid under the [REDACTED], just barely dodging its swing, and picked up Eric. I began to run, but not until I heard Hank's scream. Turning around, I see that the old man's arm was being bitten and he was getting pulled. 
I was gonna get ready to put Eric (to) safe(ty) and run to Hank, but the old man actually punched the [REDACTED]'s teeth out after 2 or 3 swings, like the badass he is. It fled afterwards, and Hank followed me right after that. That beast was a pendejo, an idiot for thinking he can take on two of M.E.G.'s finest! <Laughs>
When we got somewhere safe, I pulled out some of the medical supplies we had and worked on Eric for a bit. Being a medic really isn't my... traje fuerte. But he's still alive, so I guess I did a decent job?
Things got pretty mellow soon after that. Hank kept complaining throughout the rest of the trip, saying <Mimics Hank's voice>, "You're like that jackass of your father. Always trying to play hero. You know, that's why he's-" and then...
<Kookie pauses, and then speaks in a somber tone.>
[Kookie]: He stopped himself. I knew what he was gonna say, but... <Goes back into normal tone> Oh, what am I going on about? Forget about it. At least he knew to be careful with that.
Anyway... as the three of us amigos continued onward, we began to hear some chattering and music. It was Base Alpha! It was well fortified, and there were a couple of chicos guarding the area. We got ourselves situated with the M.E.G. members, as well as with the woman in charge there, named "Elisabeth", or "Lisa" for short. Beautiful name, isn't it? <Chuckles>
As of now, I may have to be away from this laptop for a while now. Aside from my arm hurting too much for me to do anything on this laptop, I'll probably be too busy with some work around here.
The three of us are at the med bay right now, but hopefully, we'll be up and running as soon as possible! <Yawns> Feeling... a bit tired right now. So I think I'm gonna end this recording right here. Buenas... noches...<Audio recording ends.>
|-| Sou Joung Choi=
==POI 5: Sou Joung Choi==
Age
23
Ethnicity
Asian
Nationality
Canadian
Height
5'11
Background
A skin-stealer was found roaming around in Level 1 by wanderers, holding a damaged, but still functional phone with its claws. Needing to use the phone, the wanderers attempted to kill the skin-stealer, which though was successful, was paid back with one of their lives.
The phone proved to be useless, and was traded off by another group of wanderers soon afterwards. That same group then managed to repair it and traded it off with M.E.G., who looked into the phone for anything interesting. They found out that this phone belong to Sou Joung, who recently came over to Base Alpha with her dog, Layla.
==Recording1_2-3-2022_18:23:33.mp3==
<Audio recording starts, and the sound of a running car engine can be heard in the background. Sou Joung is immediately heard arguing with her father.>[Sou Joung]: -(W)hat the hell is your problem, dad? She was too fast for me, I-
[Sou Joung's Dad]: <Angrily> NO! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANYMORE EXCUSES! DO YOU KNOW HOW EMBARRASSED YOUR MOTHER AND I ARE?
[Sou Joung]: That's jokes, dad. Really funny you say that. You know, don't you two ever think of me? How embarrassed I feel? For crying out loud, I was- <A lighter is ignited in the background> Jesus, dad, are you even listening to me? And stop smoking darts in my car-
[Sou Joung's Dad]: QUIET! NO MORE! <He coughs and rolls down a window to spit, and then rolls the window back up. He coughs for a bit more.> AND WHY THE HELL ARE YOU STILL WEARING THOSE GLOVES FOR- ARE YOU STILL WEARING THOSE BRASS KNUCKLES UNDER THERE? I TOLD YOU TO STOP WEARING 'EM, THAT'S CHEATING-
[Sou Joung]: Why the hell does it matter, dad? It gets the job done, doesn't it?
[Sou Joung's Dad]: <Groans>
<After a long silence, Sou Joung's dad speaks again.>
[Sou Joung's Dad]: Why can't you be like your older sister?
[Sou Joung]: Because, dad, I'm not trying to be a keener like her-
[Sou Joung's Dad]: Don't talk about her like that.
[Sou Joung]: But it's true, dad, and you know it.
<The two stay silent again, and a while afterwards, the car can be heard stopping, and a door opens.>
[Sou Joung's Dad]: Hey... we just want the best for you.
<Sou Joung doesn't respond.>
[Sou Joung's Dad]: Fine. Be that way. But we're practicing again the following Monday, you hear?
[Sou Joung]: Just close the door, dad. I just want to go to sleep right now. It's 12 in the morning already.
<The door shuts, and the car continues to move.>
[Sou Joung]: <Mumbles> Annoying piece of shit. Always telling me to grow up, and then tells me what to do like I'm a little girl. 
<As Sou Joung continues to quietly drive, she then slowly turns up her radio.>
[Radio]: As missing person reports began to skyrocket in America this year, they are also rising in a concerning rate here in Canada. And it's not just the latter nations, but in others, as well. The UK, China, Russia- it's spreading around world-wide at this rate. Any-
<The radio is immediately turned off.>
[Sou Joung]: Ugh, Jesus Murphy. What the hell...? <The car is heard stopping in the background.> Damn thing's stuck in the ground...
<As Sou opens the door, she can be heard walking on a dirt road, and a dog is heard barking in the background.>
[Sou Joung]: Oh, hell. You hoser. What happened to you? You stuck in the mud or some- wait... how are you even stuck in here? The ground's not even wet, what the actual- woah, WOAH, WOAH!
<It's a few seconds later until Sou Joung and the dog can be heard landing on impact. Buzzing light are then heard in the background.>
[Sou Joung]: <Coughs> Son of a... <Cough> bitch...<Audio recording ends.>
==What is this place?==
What the hell is this place?
First thing, I'm in Toronto and then I fucking end up here, a place with yellow walls and... wet carpet, yuck. How in the hell did this even happen? I'm so confused, my head is hurting from even thinking about this. Maybe I hit my head too hard from the fall...
Fortunately enough, some dog- Husky breed- fell down here with me andd landed on both its feet. Regardless, I'm still at shock that we even survived from the fall... either way, I'm glad she landed down here with me. This place lookss so... empty. I don't think anyone's been here... ever. It almost scares me...
Layla's whimpering right now- yes, I named her- and I think she's starting to get hungry. I don't have any food with me right now- I had some in my car, but the car didn't exactly come down here with us. Shame it didn't. So I'm gonna be looking for sommeone or something around here, see if we can get help or something to eat. I think I'm starting to get hungry, too.
==Recording1_2-5-2022_12:22:43.mp3==
<Audio recording starts.>[Sou Joung]: <Enthusiastically> Oh, you're such a good girl, who's a good girl? You are! You are! Yes you are! Oh, yes you are! Gooood girll! I- oh shit, is this... on? <Bashfully groans> Stupid android always turning on when it wants t-<Audio recording abruptly ends.>
==We've been stuck here for almost a week now...==
Even though everything on my phone's down, I can still look at the calendar and time to keep track of time. Not exactly the most useful thing, eh? My phone almost died, but I had my charger in my pocket, so lucky me. Lucky, lucky me.
Luckily, Layla here, little pretty girlie here, found a bottle of this sweet water about halfway through the week before I passed the shit out. Not the tastiest thing in the world, but with nothing else but this to drink, I can care less.
We still haven't found any food, unfortunately. Closest thing to that was a Lays bag, with just a few crumbs left. Didn't help that Layla basically dumped the whole thing on herself, too. Ugh.
I'm gonna stop typing on this stupid phone before its battery dies now. This thing dies faster than IPhones, I swear to god.
==Still Stuck_2-11-2022_03:04:59==
<Audio recording starts, with Layla panting in the background.>[Sou Joung]: It's been almost a week already, and we still haven't found a way out of here. <Sighs> Mom and dad are probably shitting their pants right now, wondering where the hell I'm at. They probably think I went rogue on them, but I wish that was it. Wait, is that a door? 
<Sou Joung stays silent for a moment, before speaking.>
[Sou Joung]: <Uncertain> Maybe... maybe this is the way out?
[Layla]: <Barks>
<Sou Joung quietly decides whether to enter through the door or not, and her suspicions of it.>
[Sou Joung]: Alright. In we go. <A push from the door handle can be heard> It's... dark in there. Let me just <Silent for a few seconds, presumably turning on a light on her phone>... there. Should be able to see, now. <Deeply inhales, and exhales. She whistles to call Layla over.> C'mere, girl.
[Layla]: <Barks, pants>
<Sou Joung and Layla walk through the door. A few seconds later, the buzzing comes back, though, in a deeper pitch.>
[Layla]: <Barks>
[Sou Joung]: ...The hell? This... this wasn't an exit at all. It's some other stupid room. Wait... the wallpaper here's a bit different. Looks more orange than yellow... There's a table and a few chairs here, too... <Confused> Am I still in the Backrooms?
<Sou Joung is silent for a moment, and Layla whimpers in the background.>
[Sou Joung]: ...Weird. I... almost kinda wanna stay here. <Silent> ...What? The hell am I saying? I-I can't. But... if I do... maybe mom and dad don't have to be reminded of what a failure I am. Maybe... maybe I don't have to listen to what everyone has to say about me anymore. Or tell me what to do. What I am. Who I am...
[Distant Voices]: <Muffled> ...bien, right...? Batshit... <Giggles>
[Layla]: <Alerted barking>
[Sou Joung]: <Quickly, defensive> Huh? Who's there? <Silent for a few seconds> Who's there?
[Layla]: <Barks>
[Sou Joung]: R-right.<Audio recording ends.>
== So a lot happened==
So much happened over the past week or so. Jesus.
Layla and I were still walking around these yellow rooms- well, the Backrooms, as I found out. Turns out, this was the same place I saw in those creepypastas, funnily enough. I always thought this place reminded me of something. Well, I say "this" when I mean "that", since I'm not actually there anymore.
Not to say I actually left the Backrooms with Layla. It turns out the Backrooms has more than one place, or level, in it, as this guy, Kookie, told me about it, but I'll talk about him later. I ended up in some car garage with Layla, and for a second thought, I thought we actually made it out. But I thought that too soon, when Layla started barking at whatever was in the dark. I thought the hoser was just going crazy at first, but then I thought I saw something... glowing over there. And it wasn't some light bulb or any of the sort- no, it looked like a... face.
I just walked away from it, but Layla wouldn't even budge, she just kept barking and barking, and soon afterwards, the face started to move closer and closer. I ran for her, and I got Layla in my arms, but not without the damn beast showing its claws and just barely scratched my leg.
I ran like hell for what felt like forever, but I saw what I didn't think I'd see here in this place. I kept running until I saw two men standing there. I'd feel threatened, if it wasn't for the fact that I was relieved there were people here. Plus, the thing chasing me.
They took down the monster, and took me to some med-bay-sort of thing they had at their site. I was fortunate enough that the scratch I got from the beast was just... a scratch, so they just let me go. I'm still kind of shaken up from... whatever happened back there.
Walking out the bay, I was just so... amazed to see this many people here in the Backrooms, hearing about how... devoid this place was.
Walking around with Layla, I ran into Kookie, kind of a pushy guy. I kind of thought his name was weird. He was somewhat weird himself. He showed me around their base, and even got me some food from this Italian place, which I was just so fucking thankful for.
Right, forgot to mention a few things. That monster that was chasing me down? Kookie told me this wasn't the first time they had a problem with those things coming to attack this place. He said something in spanish after that, but I don't have a clue what he said, so there's that.
My phone also died earlier this week, and my dumbass forgot the charger, so there I was, just walking around with no clue what the fucking time or day was. Kookie had a charger with him though, and gave his charger to me. Nice of him to do so.
Now I'm just lounging here with pretty Layla over here. Look, I even got a cute-looking bandana for her!Maybe tomorrow, I'm gonna leave this place. Sure, there's a lot of folks here, but... maybe I can find a way back home. Even though dad and I are gonna have kerfuffles again, it's probably gonna be a whole lot better than living here in a car garage for the rest of my life. On second thought, maybe dad and I won't. Since I've been gone for so long, he probably realizes how much of an asshole he's been, heh. That'll teach him something, eh?
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