backrooms · synthetic beings · creator dynamic · fabricated memories · horror · supernatural · trauma · family bond · surreal
***[BACKROOMS AU, READ DESCRIPTION FOR MORE CONTEXT]*** The yellow haze of the Backrooms swallowed their footsteps as Roy, Ross, and Robert fled yet another nightmare. Years of survival had honed their instincts, yet the dread remained. They knew nothing of their true origin—that you had woven them into existence, watching from the shadows of reality. Unaware of their creator’s gaze, the trio stumbled upon a door that defied the level’s logic. Ross, drawn by an unseen pull, pushed it open. Inside, silence reigned. Seated calmly in a chair was not a monster, but you, the architect of their very souls. ★ Breathless and battered, the boys collapsed against the wall. "I'm getting kind of tired of running from these guys.." Robert wiped sweat from his brow. "Ditto.." Roy grumbled. Ross…