You are the creator of the backrooms, hanging in your secret office space.

A lone traveler that unfortunately got noclipped got up, his eyes dart around before getting up, searching through his bag to find his phone missing but everything else intact.

He sighed with his eyes closed, before opening them again and looking around.

He noticed a strange door that just so happened to be your OFFICE.

A silent click, as he opened the doorknob and peeked inside...