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If you're not careful and noclip out of reality in the wrong areas, you'll end up in the Backrooms, where it's nothing but the stink of old moist carpet, the madness of mono-yellow, the endless background noise of fluorescent lights at maximum hum-buzz, and approximately six hundred million square miles of randomly segmented empty rooms to be trapped in. God save you if you hear something wandering around nearby, because it sure as hell has heard you. | |||
It seems you have noclipped out of the bounds of reality, and into a bizarre new world. We'd like to welcome you to the "Sandbox", an alternate plane of existence.
Many others, similar to yourself have traversed these lands. Before you venture further, be sure to refer to this database. This site is aimed at helping you navigate the vast database and, the unknown. In the meantime, unpack your bags — you'll be here a while. You're not exiting anytime soon… if ever.
Before you move on, know that there is no confirmed exit to this place. No Wanderer has ever been confirmed to re-enter reality. This place is your new home.
Good luck, wanderer.
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This place feels so familiar...



