BACKROOM: The Wanderer's note. Chapter 4: Chapter 4 : Calm before the storm

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buz..Fluorescent Light. They are getting more and more far apart, some areas between are unlit. The repeating mono-yellow wallpaper that traps you like a worker working overtime. And the old moist carpet that gives off a stinky smell. This… is the backroom. From the distance, this corridor looks wide, yet empty. However, you’re not alone… Tap. tap. Footsteps echo through the corridor… A figure appeared. His black hair and unhealthily pale skin contrasts with each other— he is Owen. … … Footsteps stop… he kneels down, untying both of his shoes, then picking them up, leaving Owen barefooted. The material underfoot feels unfamiliar, it’s like a breath of fresh air for his exhausted feet after walking for all those hours. “GOD, I wish I can get some rest, darn it, I’m tired…” He pushes his body up with a jolt, stretching his spine and twisting his neck and his foot’s subtalar joint. with a satisfying crack after his curled up cocoon. “I gotta do this…!” As he walks through the corridor, he actively tries to recall lost information about level 0 buried and forgotten deep in the abyss of his brain. One Infamous paragraph popped up… One day, as the number of missing people rose, a rumor took the world by storm. ‘ If you glitched out of reality in the wrong areas, you might end up in the backrooms,’ “And what’s next…?”, Owen actively tries to recall the paragraph. However, he heard it years ago on Earth, of course he needs both time and tips to remember it. Owen continues forward… However, he is different. With more determined footsteps. No fear. Each footsteps strides. Having solid ground. “a-ha!”, another sentence that he recalled popped up: ‘where it's just the repeating worn carpet underfoot, the wallpapers of mono-yellow,’ “Hm?” Owen sees something on the wall at the end of this corridor. ‘and the loud fluorescent-buzzing drilling into your ear,’ Walking closer, upon closer inspection, it’s an arrow… A violently-drawn arrow. → He stares at the arrows. ‘Right, huh…?’ He listened, followed, leading to a dimmer corridor on the right. ‘and an unknown size of randomly segmented empty rooms to be trapped in. ’ The corridor eventually gets darker… as the fluorescent light distanced and weakened. The hum-buzzing fades… Despite the darkness, Owen knew the directions. He continues forward. Until the corridor opened to.. —A DARK ROOM A cylindrical hole in the middle… There are pool lights looping around on the wall of the hole, repeating downwards. Like a traffic tunnel. A pair of barefoots steps into this serenity, like a calm water surface disrupted by ripples. On his eyeball, a green light reflects on it like a glass. Amid the darkness, a little green light on the other side of the hole. smears the room. It’s coming from an… ‘EXIT SIGN?’ There’s an exit sign on the other side of the room— the opposite side of the hole. The exit sign points to a dark corridor which leads to darkness of unknown. As he wraps around the cylindrical hole to the other side, he can’t help but appreciate the relaxing atmosphere, the scenery at the side of the room. There’s no walls on both sides of the room, but an infinite expanding carpet and office roof. Although the lights are dark and warm, it’s lit up in contrast to the dark room. The calmness is like a safe zone. There’s no walls hiding anything anymore. Previously at the yellow maze, he used to tense all his muscles up. Constantly keeping a few glances behind. Fearing that something might lurk behind the walls, fearing that something might be watching him in the dark. But now, he can see everything. Nothing hiding anymore.. ‘Woah…’, he’s flabbergasted. The hole is actually quite massive, Owen hasn’t even walked around half the hole yet. Or rather.. He’s willingly slowing down. Relaxed. The world.. Starts to slow down. As if giving him the chance to rest. … A humming melody echoes from a distant memory of his. The air vibrates slightly as he hums~~ He half-closed his eyes. Sunbathing to the imaginary sun