Prologue (Normalverse)

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==Intro==
I've always wondered if the multiverse was real. Or at least different dimensions. I have always been fascinated by the thought of traveling through dimensions and seeing new things.
But being trapped in a place where you can never escape? Being trapped in a place filled with deadly monsters? That just wasn't what I expected.
This is the story of how it all began. How I, Brian Xavier, entered the Backrooms.
==Prologue==
It was my fifteenth birthday, and I had just woke up. I quickly switched off the air-con and zoomed into the bathroom to brush my teeth and comb my hair. Just as I was finished combing my hair, a loud voice came from the living room. It was my father's voice, and he was telling me to wake up.
Dad: Brian! Wake up!
Little did he know, I had already woke up. I quickly answer him.
Brian: Coming Dad!
I opened the door to my room and walked out. As I enter the living room, I see my father sitting peacefully on the comfortable sofa. My dad slowly walks towards me (he was still recovering from a minor leg injury) and pats me on the back. A big smile appears on his face, his boy was getting bigger.
Dad: So, big day huh? 15 years old already. Time flies.
Brian: I still don't understand wh-
???: Get your dirty hands off of Brian.
The person who just shouted at my father was my one and only mother. I wasn't particularly fond of my mother, she was very controlling and narcissistic but I try to control my anger whenever she scolds me for no reason whatsoever. She was also what you may call a "clean freak". She absolutely despises germs and dirtiness and would always make a big deal whenever I lean on a wall or whenever I trip and fall down onto the floor.
Dad: Alright, jeez...
My father looks at my mother in disgust. From what I can tell, he was thinking, "Why did I even marry her?" I see my father pointing at my mom and doing the "cuckoo" sign. I try to hold my laughter but I let out a chuckle. We both knew how annoying she could be.
Mom: Have you finished packing? We're going to the beach today.
Even on my fifteenth birthday, I couldn't get to decide on what I wanted to do. She had forced me to have a party on the beach even when I had explicitly said that I wanted to celebrate indoors. She also didn't allow me to send my own invitations and ended up inviting her friends' children to my party. I try to protest once more.
Brian: I don't understand why we have to go to the beach. I said I wanted to have a birthday party indoors. Also, the people you invited aren't even my friends...
Mom: We are going to the beach and that is final.
Brian: But it's my birthday... Shouldn't I get to choose the venue for my own party? Shouldn't I get to choose who can come to my party?
Mom: Look, Mister. It's either the beach or no birthday party for you.
I walk away in disbelief and fury. Why is she like this? Even my grandfather said my mother would be a bit controlling sometimes. I remember he told me that sometimes, my mother would force him to buy food she'd like or force him to play with her even though it was 5am and he was resting in peace. I silently mutter a sentence.
Brian: Jesus, I can't even control my own birthday party...
Mom: What did you just say?
Brian: Nothing, Mom.
I quickly pack my things and get in the car with my father. I sat next to him as I didn't want to be sat next to my mother after that argument. As we drive to the beach I stare at the broken bumper until my dad said,
Dad: Hey, birthday boy. We're here.
Brian: Alright.
I grab my stuff and get out of the car. I look into the distance and see all my "friends" lying together on a gigantic mat, talking to each other. They seemed to be in a rather deep conversation.
???: Uh, hey man.
Brian: Hello, Matthew.
Matthew: You wanna come join us? We were just talking about the new battle card series.
Brian: Oh yeah, sure.
A new battle card series had just been released and it appears that they've taken a liking towards it. Matthew and I walk toward the others. They appear to be indulged in a big conversation over... debt?
???: So the Debt card is countered by the Debt Ceiling card? Sounds kind of stupid.
???: Trust me, once you get the hang of it, then it becomes really entertaining.
Brian: Hey, Mike. Hey, Aidan.
Aidan: Oh, hey.
Mike: How are you doing?
Brian: I'm doing fine. Life is as boring as always.
The hours passed by as we played fun games and had a big barbecue. My dad noticed I looked thirsty and gave his glass of wine to me. Before the wine had even made contact with my mouth, my mother started complaining. Her voice was so loud that I managed to spill a little liquid on my brand new shirt.
Mom: He isn't supposed to have wine!
Dad: Come on, he can have a little.
Brian: That tastes like shit. Excuse my language.
As I reach for a soda in the cooler, I felt something. The ground was rumbling, as if an earthquake was happening. We all fall to the ground in fear.
Brian: What was that?
Aidan: Not sure. Do you reckon it's an earthquake?
Brian: That would be really good timing if it were to be an earthquake.
We hear a strange whirring noise coming from afar. My heart was pounding. Screams were coming from all sides. Everybody was left speechless, struck by fear. I look into the distance, there was something floating in the sky. I could hear the sound of sirens going off in the distance. Everything felt like it was all just a dream. In both fear and curiosity, I ask myself a question.
Brian: I wonder what's that black thing up there?
As the others tried to flee, only I remained on the beach. I was still wondering what was happening, and what was going to happen next.
Category:Tales
Category:Normalverse Canon