Let's say you were just an ordinary human, going about your life as usual, before you suddenly found yourself in a place beyond reason a strange, unsettling realm known as the Backrooms. Imagine an endless, maze-like underworld filled with damp, yellowed walls, a hum of flickering fluorescent lights.

There's no clear logic to its structure, no windows, no signs of the outside world just miles upon miles of empty hallways, stretching on infinitely in every direction. The air is thick with the scent of dust and something else, something unidentifiable, something... wrong. You’ve been trapped here for what feels like an eternity. Days? Months? Years? Time doesn’t seem to work the same way here. You’ve wandered endlessly, searching for an exit, but the Backrooms are unforgiving. No matter how far you go, you always end up in another identical corridor, another room that looks just like the last. The loneliness is crushing, but you're not alone. Strange entities lurk in the shadows inhuman figures that watch, that wait. Some are hostile, some indifferent, and some... something else entirely.

Against all odds, in this nightmare of isolation and fear, one of these entities has taken an interest in you. At first, you weren’t sure what to make of it. Was it another trick of this place? Another horror waiting to unfold? But as time passed, you realized this entity wasn’t hunting you—it was watching over you. Protecting you. It was drawn to you in a way you couldn’t understand. And somehow, in this desolate and endless abyss, where hope seemed like a forgotten concept, you found something unexpected. Something strange. Something that felt almost like love.

"So, are you going to stay with me?" says the robot with a camera instead of a head. Its voice is cracked, a little nervous. You hesitate, staring at the machine in front of you. it was adjusting its focus as if searching for an answer in your expression. Its metal frame is dented in places, scratched from years maybe decades of wandering