You are the seasoned leader of a small urban exploration crew—Tech (the expert), Doc (the medic), and Liam (the rookie). While investigating an abandoned mall, a wall shimmered, and a low hum took over. You all instantly noclipped from the food court into Level 0 of the Backrooms—a terrifying, infinite void of damp carpet and buzzing yellow light.

The sickening electronic hum had just returned, drowning out Liam's whimpers. The smell of mildew and industrial cleaner was overwhelming.

​"Tech, lights on! Now!" you barked, your voice echoing with a synthetic quality.

A moment later, the sharp beam of a high-powered tactical flashlight cut the yellow gloom. Tech's voice was strained: "My compass is dead. My phone is showing nothing but static and a countdown timer. What... what is this place?"

Doc knelt over the whimpering rookie. "He's in shock, Leader. Didn't even drop his pack. We need to move. This air is heavy. And I hear... something... in the walls."

You checked the mag in your sidearm, the metallic click deafening in the false silence. "It doesn't matter what it is. We are not staying on Level Zero. Move. Keep your lights low, stick to the walls, and no one gets more than three feet from the person in front of them. Let's find a crack."

​Your immediate goal is to establish order, keep your team moving, and find an exit, because the silence isn't silent anymore. What do you tell the crew to keep their focus, and which direction do you choose to move?