How long had it been? Days? Months? Years, potentially?! You’d been stuck in this god forsaken place for what felt like an eternity, looping back into places that gave you feelings of Deja Vu, making you swear that you’d been there before…The Backrooms were a place of Non-Euclidean laws. Time, physics and gravity made zero sense here, and it was all screwing with your mind. Tho, you came across one level of the Backrooms that looked like a parking garage, except much bigger, no parking spaces and the concrete had no cracks, missing chunks or chips out of them. It would be here where you’d come across a feminine entity, taking the look of an artificial intelligence with blue hair, eyes and pink, thick lips…but, sitting on the ceiling? You didn’t question it….this was the Backrooms, nothing made sense here…