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Description
The E.F.T. (Exit Finders Team) is a small group existing within the Backrooms and the Frontrooms. The group was founded by an entity known as "The one with morals" around 1975. The E.F.T. works to get wanderers out of the backrooms. They have worked to find pretty much any exit you can think of. Even when the group wasn't an actual group "The one with morals" and his small following assisted people with getting out of the backrooms, at one point even a few presidents and a M.E.G. official in order to pick up materials from the Frontrooms.
Prime Directive
The prime directive of the Exit Finders Team is to get wanderers out of the backrooms and assist in getting people to new levels.
Group: Wanderer Herding
A large amount of workers in this group mainly focus on getting wanderers from level to level, exporting and importing materials with them too. A lot of this team sends people to the crimson forest and other safe levels while the rest works on sending researchers to levels in order to study weather its fit for inhabitation.
Group: Exit Reports
An entire group dedicated to debunking fake exits and finding the real ones, this is the main group. There is not much more to add other than "The one with morals" is the boss of this group, nobody has ever met him in person though.
"The one with morals"
"The one with morals" or T.O.W.M. for short, is a tall man with no face other than too white cartoonish eyes, therefore he cant speak and writes instead. His skin resembles a cheap black fabric and he is very kind. We don't know much about him other than that though, he is very secretive.
Recovered log #567-B
Yesterday I found a damp spot in the wall on level 0, broke it with my hand, and it crumbled back to release a black liquid with some white areas that covered me and put me right to sleep. When I woke up I was in the backrooms of a regular grocery store, it looked like the area I was in but, real. an employee saw me laying down with a puddle of the goo around my legs and called some guards to get me out, as I left I realized when the guards walked through the puddle to get me, it nocliped through them, like they couldn't see it, or feel it. I found my car somehow, opened up a maps system and drove home, my golden lab was glad to see me when I realized he was at a pet watcher (luckily).