Hiding and cowering in a closet in my own home, I was terrified of the monstrous imitation of my lover Katherine that lay asleep in my bed.
Something was off about my home I had found myself in after exploring the Lostrooms Apartments. I had discovered a laptop and folder that contained answers about the mysteriously enigmatic complex. Not knowing what to do next, I began going through the D.A.R.B. documents in search of guidance. I needed to get back home, my real home.
As I was glancing through the files, the only sound I could hear was the imposter occasionally shuffle around in my bed. I was hiding in a closet in another part of the house, staying as silent as possible so as not to awaken the entity.
That is what these lifeforms were referred to as in the D.A.R.B. documents - entities - and they were to be avoided as some were dangerous and predatory. My instincts told me that the one dwelling within my alternate reality home was a predatory imposter who wanted to eat me. So I hid in a closet and remained as small and silent as I could. I felt safe being small and silent.
Until I realized I had a forthcoming fart. God dammit. I had eaten too much Taco Bell before I had entered the Lostrooms Apartments. Fearful I would awaken the entity, I held it in as best I could as I packed the folder into my backpack.
Then, I farted so spectacularly loud and explosive that it echoed throughout the house. Suddenly, I heard a terrifying screech from the bedroom, and I could hear the entity move. It was now aware that I was there. Terrified, I bolted out the front door and ran down the street and around the corner.
The entity didn't seem to be following me, so I stopped to catch my breath. As I did so, it occurred to me that there wasn't a single car anywhere to be found in the neighborhood. Everything was familiar, but it wasn't as how I remembered it. Everything was off and felt like an imperfect and empty imitation of reality.
In this place, if this neighborhood was mostly the same, would it be possible that the Backrooms Apartments would exist? Perhaps I could get back to reality that way?
I began to make my way through town, and I found myself walking down empty streets. There was no movement or any signs of life anywhere. I was completely alone, walking through a familiar reality with unsettling nuanced distortions.
Sure enough, the Lostrooms Apartments building was there, but instead of a brick exterior, this "version" of it had a drab concrete exterior. I went inside, and found the interior to be the same as it had been in my own reality.
In my backpack, I had a can of cat food, which I set out for the turquoise cat that dwelled within the apartment complex, hoping it would come and lead me to an exit. And so I waited. And waited. And waited some more.
While I waited for the mysterious turquoise cat to magically appear, I decided to get out the D.A.R.B. laptop I had discovered earlier. It requested a passcode to access it's contents, which I found in the folder that I had also taken from this place. I entered the passcode, and I was taken to a strange screen with an "eye" at the center, which felt evil and as if it could see my every move. Around the "eye" were tables of data.
It appeared that the laptop was a data management tool for the Department of Anomalous Research of Backrooms, or D.A.R.B. As I began to browse the contents, I found that the name of the data management was referred to as the "Backrooms Repository of Anomalous Development", or simply "B.R.A.D."
B.R.A.D. contained oodles of information on the enigmatic Backrooms that I had found myself trapped in, which I had become obsessed and fascinated by. The B.R.A.D. was broken down into five categories of data.
There were "Sectors", which were 17 planes of existence, each with it's own energy ranking. There were "Levels", which were demiplanes that existed within a Sector. There were "Outposts", which were specific locations established by explorers within various Levels. There were "Entities", which were beings and creatures that dwelled within the various Levels. And there were "Artifacts", which were preternatural objects discovered by explorers.
Skimming the overwhelming amount of data, it seemed that D.A.R.B. was registering new data regularly. New Levels, Entities, Outposts, and Artifacts were added almost daily. It seemed that possibilities were endless. There was so much to explore! So many shenanigans could be had in the Backrooms!
Presently, the turquoise cat showed up, and feasted from the can of cat food. While it fed, I looked it up in the Entities database, but it wasn't there. Apparently, it was unregistered.
The turquoise cat finished eating, and led me down the corridor to an apartment with an open door. It led me to a small door under the stairs in the turquoise living room, and inside was a similar portal that I had previously entered.
Trusting the turquoise cat, I climbed up the ladder into the void, using my flashlight to illuminate my way. Hopefully, I would get back to reality this time. I climbed until my head hit the underside of carpet. As I struggled to push up and open the carpet trap door, I found that I had to reach through and push a full laundry basket aside. I found myself in a dark closet full of women's clothes and beauty accessories. I climbed out of the portal, making bustling sounds as I attempted to stand in the crowded space.
The closet door was closed. Unsure of where I was, I cautiously opened the closet door. Suddenly, I heard a woman scream in terror.
My eyes adjusted to the well-light room, and I found myself in a woman's bedroom. Wide-eyed with terror and curled up in fear on her bed was Ilayda! I, too, was startled by this unexpected revelation. She must have heard me jostle about in her closet, which certainly would have terrified her.
Ilayda threw a pillow at me in a panic, pelting me in the face. It took a moment for us both to realize that there was no danger as we stared at each other in confusion.
Befuddled by the bizarre incident, I beheld the beauty of Ilayda as she began to relax on her bed after the heart attack I had just inadvertently given her. She was in a leopard print dress, looking wildly sensual with her long dark hair down. Nearly in tears from the terror, she began to smile at me.
I set my backpack down and sat on her bed and held her in my arms, comforting her.
"There you are. I was just thinking about you," she said with tears welling up in her eyes.
I kissed her on the cheek, running my fingers through her hair. "How long have I been gone?" I asked.
"Several days. Kat and Bekah are out looking for you right now. They're posting missing person flyers around town."
Several days? It had felt like less than a day that I had been trapped. Perhaps time flowed slower there than it did in reality, I theorized.
Looking into Ilayda's deep brown eyes, it was evident she wanted intimacy, and I did too. Holding each other in her bed, we kissed with a sensual passion.
Then, she started laughing. "What's so funny?" I asked.
"I was just thinking of you, and then you literally manifested out of my closet."
"That's how I roll. I just like to randomly pop up in random women's closets after getting lost in the Universe's asshole."
She shot me a deviously playful grin, and glanced behind me at something.
I turned and noticed a turquoise dildo on her dresser next to the bed. We both stared at it. We just stared at it, getting the same idea, and then we side-eyed the shit out of each other.
Next to the dildo was a gallon-sized jug of water-based lubricant. I grabbed the dildo and lubricant, and it was now time to go to town pleasuring her.
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Naked, sweating, and breathing heavy together under the covers in her bed, Ilayda and I cuddled each other and I told her about my adventures in the Lostrooms Apartments. I got out of bed and stared out the window, proud of the wild orgasm I had given to and shared with Ilayda. As I stood there staring, I scratched my left butt cheek.
I now had intel on what the Backrooms were and how to navigate them, and I was excited about the infinitely possible shenanigans I'd share with Katherine, Rebekah, and Ilayda as we explored the Backrooms universe together.
Then I woke up. THE END.