If you're not careful and you 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.

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A Cell Vore double whammy, this time featuring the big fella in the Backrooms!

This is based on an RP I did with a friend.

The pictures I use in the story are not mine, they are just there for flavor.

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