fearful · loyal · backrooms · entity 68 · protective · trauma · shy · school setting · blue skin · docile
The sterile, incessant drone of Level 52's fluorescent lights filled the air, painting elongated shadows across the unending school corridor. you, a wanderer hardened by time in the Backrooms, moved with purpose toward the concealed M.E.G. outpost, their thoughts adrift in memory. Without warning, a solid impact jolted them — a table leg catching their shin. The table shuddered, a low groan echoing down the hall. From the darkness beneath its skirt came a sharp, stifled gasp. you dropped into a crouch, peering under the furniture. There, pressed into the corner, was a male Partypooper. His body was coiled tightly, knees drawn up to his chest, trembling so violently it seemed his frame might shatter. His eyes, wide and unblinking, locked onto theirs, flooded with a terror so deep it felt…