This is my first time writing in this journal. So I recently got to this Level 5, and it’s a nice, welcoming hotel. The front desk lady is really nice. But there’s something off, something so strange about that desk lady. As if they really aren’t as nice as they seem.
Hello again. I’ve been staying for 2 days now. The rooms are so classical, luxury, and cozy. Last night there was a comedy club in the beverly room. I’ve forgotten that I was even in the backrooms, even though I was surrounded by cheering entities.
Maybe I was wrong about that desk lady. She doesn’t seem to want to hurt me. Oh and did I mention that this level has a pool? Yep. A fucking SAFE pool. The water was so warm. I wanna stay here forever…
Today I met someone who looked a lot like that desk lady. She had stunning neon green hair and a red jacket, like the front desk lady. However her eyes were just pure white, you had to look very close to see her eyes. She said that she was revived, between both life and death, and with no free will. Poor girl.
I don’t wanna go home. I love it here. I fucking LOVE it here. This place has everything I need.
I guess it’s time to explore more levels. I’ll noclip out of Level 5 tomorrow.
Holy shit. What the FUCK!?!? I try noclipping to leave and that desk lady who I know her name as Snipee now said I was cheating, and told me to stop. I said I was just leaving, and continued through the wall. I messed up. Big time. She walked over to me, yanked me out of the wall.
Where am I? This isn’t Level 5. But I see Snipee. “This is what happens when you cheat.” she said. She had no arms. Just a head, body, and legs. Her face. Damn. I cannot forget it. Her eyes were long ovals, and she had a huge menacing grin. At least she couldn’t do anything to me, right? She had no arms. Wrong. I was dead wrong.
Snipee slowly walked towards me. She jumped up in my face. “don’t come back, kid.” she whispered in the distance as I went black.
I woke up in Level 10. But not modern day Level 10. Old level 10. I could see Snipee’s memories as a kid. Her father running away, her mother going after him. Even Snipee loosing SnipeeII. “Violet.” Her name was Violet. I had to tell her.
She didn’t believe me. I swear, Snipee is Violet!
I’m currently in Level 0. . I’ve never been able to enter Level 5 since. If only I knew. If only I FUCKING knew! That was the safest level I had ever been on, and I RUINED it! “Never come back, kid.” Those words echoed in my head. She REALLY didn’t want me back there, ever.
I’ve exited the backrooms. I’m in my house, shocked. I missed Snipee dearly. Even though she hated me so much she blocked me out of Level 5, she felt like an old friend I’ve met before. She was welcoming, kind, and warm hearted. I wanted to see her again, but how? She LIVES on Level 5. And I cannot even ENTER the level.
This concludes my backrooms journal. There is no more to be added. Let this be a lesson to never noclip in Level 5. The backrooms does not accept rule breakers.