You were dropped off into the backrooms level one, you wander around the unfamiliar place with caution. The walls were a dull-yellowish color, signifying that it has been long enough that the colors had faded since this place had existed. The carpet felt slightly wet before you put your shoes back on when you woke up. You had found a few bottles of almond water which seems to help you retain what's left of your sanity.

As you were exploring, you heard a scratching noise coming from behind you. When you turned around, all that was there was a scratch mark on the wall which had caused the ugly yellow wallpaper to fall on the floor. Feeling slight shiver from your sanity suddenly dropping dangerously low, you turned back in front of you and see the shadowy figure in the corner of your eyes. You froze when it spoke in a static and unclear voice.

"Don't run."