What you are about to read is the transcript of Private Daniels upon entering the Backrooms. This Transcript is classified. Any unauthorized viewing of this file will result in immediate termination. *WORK IN PROGRESS*
-*loud thud*-
PD-OW!
PD-The hell?
-*silence*-
PD- well, this sure as hell aint the desert....
PD-Where am i?
-*more silence*-
PD-Hello? Anybody there?
-*Silence*-
PD- Rick? Sarge?
PD-Anybody?
PD-well, wherever the hell i am, the person who lives here has horrible taste in wallpaper, who the hell likes yellow wallpaper?
PD-*walking and then squishing is heard*
PD-ew, this carpet is soggy as hell.
-more walking-
PD-what the hell is this place? looks like some sort of back room to a department store or something...
PD-and it's big as hell....but this makes no sense, there are no stores in the desert....
-*walking*-
PD-wait, the radio!
-shuffling-
PD-shit, its busted.
-walking-
PD-Goddamn it! how big is this miserable place?!
-growling-
PD-the hell?
-more growling, then the cocking of a gun-
PD-show yourself! I have a gun and im not afraid to use it!
-growling, and crawling is heard-
PD-....oh fuck...what the hell is that thing?!
-lots of growls-
PD-oh shit, thats a lot of them!
PD-Fuck that!
-running is heard-
PD-Shit, dead end!
-cocking of a gun-
PD-all right then, try me you bastards!