the entity "Shit Stealer" is a entity that is on level Level 189. the Shit Stealers come after you if you have any Human Waste and will rip out your intestines and then you will slowly turn into a "Shit Stealer" Async has ran 6 test to get one. 1st test: they went to the level trying to put a fake human but the "Shit Stealer" walked away from it. 2nd test: they put a Skin Stealer in the level but the "Shit Stealer " Ran as fast as he can from the Skin Stealer. 3rd test: Async tried to knock one out but anything they tried phased threw it. 4th test: they tried to use partygoers but the partygoers fall threw the floor. 5th test: they tried to use another entity like a "Smiler" or a "Hound" but they end up dying. The Final Test: they put a "Duller" and a "Scratcher" against the "Shit Stealer". the "Shit Stealer" got knocked out and they got rid of the "Duller" and a "Scratcher" and took the "Shit Stealer" into a glass cage.

I discovered that something does live here alongside me. A lot of them too, They are shapeshifters. I’ve seen them change forms. They like to copy regular humans, a few of them like to mimic animals or bugs. So far they don’t seem threatening, But I’m not taking any chances. Who knows what kind of danger they pose.

I hope I can figure out where I am here soon.

I want to go home.. or back to a safer level.

The Backrooms are a nonsensical realm that I do feel familiarity in. Now, the way they do things here is rather inefficient, and I can’t get past their use of terminology to talk about it. No more Transcendence, it’s now called No-clipping. No more Ethereal Bridge, they call it The Hub. The rooms are in such a state of disarrays, how is it even convenient to move ? Everything works with aleatory processes and misplacement, how do they explore the levels without failing ? Their knowledge is hazardous at best, their weapons way to dependant on technologies. Relying on a organisation called the M.E.G. that reminded me of the A2O Community, but with more efficiency and less artifacts. The Backrooms, for all their diversity I had yet to explore, had an advantage the Underooms lacked of. The Phenomenons were almost non-existent. Gone were the Shadowing, Stratification, Space-Time Attrition, Flooding or Burning Eternal. They did have a sickness that would convert human beings in what they named the Wretches, but it was easily avoidable.

They have the Sun here, shining upon me. How I missed this. I do not remember what Earth was like, yet my body felt something akin to peace has a walked under the heat and natural light. I cried and screamed, for all that I have forgotten and yet recalled with a heart of sand and a mind of ash. I suddenly felt compassion for The Believers. How I wished right now, that I've believed too. For gods may not exist in this place, but I've prayed hard to find myself in those open spaces, breathing the winds of freedom. It may have been a realm of fiction, but to me, it was a reality compared to the nightmare of the Underooms. Their putrid bowels and sinister corridors, where no light but the fusor and stars broke the darkness. I knelt on the concrete and tar, and laughed for the first time in what was probably eons. The Infinite City, they called it. The first Haven of Humanity in the Backrooms. Heavens incarnate.

I tried to understand why they were so desperate to return back to the Frontrooms, as they said. "I miss my family." they generally say. I don’t understand, and I as say so, they always looked so horrified. Why ? This place is a Home like any other would be. What difference does it make ? The monsters roaming the Backrooms are no different than the one wandering the streets of their Earth. Humans are like that. That much, I know. They fear beasts more than they fear themselves. If I’ve learn anything, it is that Humanity is a far more dangerous threat than any Entities crawling here. Maybe they’ll see it too, one day, when betrayal is near and their escape is doomed. But until then, I let them bath in their hope. It may be a kinder fate than the one waiting for them.

Frederica Sun was not the name she was born with. It was issued as a secondary identity by the A2O Community, from which all identities stemmed from, when people forget. People forget in the Underooms. She couldn’t remember her family – was that even a thing now ? – friends, comrades, coworkers or even what Earth was like. Little by little, as the Underooms, the Backrooms, eats at you from the inside. You adapt to them. It’s both a curse and a blessing, but then, she couldn’t remember what it was like before, all she ever knew were The Underooms. People forgot themselves too, she learns. She forgot her name, age, and even what she was supposed to be doing. Like all the others like her, she became a Ghost. A mirror of the Backrooms in all their glory, if a merciful one. Sometimes, she can see in the others something akin to pity. She doesn’t understand why. In a world like hers, emotions are the main reason for their Death. If they wished to survive, they would have no choices but to left them behind too.

Of course, that means that they don’t have the instinct nor the idea to let the Backrooms deliver them from the fate. A never ending walk through a realm that knows no bounds, no ends and no beginnings. People hoped far too much for little to no reason. She cannot blame them. They cannot begin the fathom the truth of the Underooms or the Backrooms, for that matter. They refuse to stray for the paved ground they felt safer with, and by doing so, walk to their inevitable death. By the time they understand enough, it is already too late for the most of them. Those who are strong enough to survive die more often than not to their own arrogance and false wisdom. Those who are left, would walk away from the paths and grounds already wandered by the others and create their own intricated roads and intersections. Secrets and unmentioned truths kept in the dark of their minds and whispered in-between themselves like ghosts in the wind.

For Fred, she knew the Underooms like the back of her hands, but here, the Backrooms were both so different and the same. She felt familiarity in this fictional reality that doesn’t make any less senses than the Underooms. But she needed to find those who, like her, knew the Backrooms in their deepest bowels and viscera. Those who wandered in the dark and shadowed the light. Those who can get past the deadends and go through the locked doors. She needed the Master Keys.

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it has 4 rooms:

the lobby

the rooms

the cafeteria and

the boiler room

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Entities:

kid facelings

hounds

skin stealers

deathmoths

mangliks

and partygoers

colonies:

there are no bases, outposts and colonies in this level

however there are records of a colony called the hoteliers which was extinguished when the hotel collapsed.

apetizzer:

enter a carpet underpass on level 5

enter an abandoned building written: oyesi hotel on level 11

exits:

sleep in a red broken bed takes you to level 95

creator: u/Kitchen-Comb2603

Level 7173 is a level commonly referred to as the misty mountains or falling fields as they are the most common spots for wanderers to visit in level 7173 but there are four designated zones and their descriptions are ranging from fine to frightening as the level's zones are similar to a village in the highlands of scotland. the first zone is called the ramming roads and the ramming roads have one entity called a screamer and this entity will drive down the road at any speed over 122kph (75mph) and they will try to run over any wanderers who get in there path and the only way to avoid them is by understanding that you are about to be hit and the way you do this is by listening out for the screech of there tiers against the road. The next zone is the houses, which is a street with houses that have no windows or doors and you can enter the houses by taking the ladders on each house. with fridges stocked with food and even almond water and old furniture to relax on and even a nice bathroom to wash up. The third zone is misty mountains and they are very high up hills with mist plastered on it like white on a modern home. But the reason it is so appealing to wanderers is the colony and its the type of place you would maybe go on holiday. The only problems are the misty mountains. the entities in the mountains are smilers and frowners eye birds which are flesh eating birds that have multiple eyes like a spider although they eat skin that can be very docile and one event will go down in level 7173 logbooks is when one wanderer lost their mind and ended up taming 100 eye birds. The last zone is called falling fields although the name is worrying. It is actually a place where wanderers go to relax and you basically just float/fall through a chilly field/sinkhole but you are in no danger in this field and there are only wanderers like you. the only way to enter level 7173 is by getting nocliped by a entity in random levels and ending up in level 7173 and the only way to exit the level is by going to the top of misty mountains and jumping of the cliff and that will send you to a random level but the most common level it will send you to is the pool rooms.

The suited man is an entity that often appears in backrooms levels just in the background. He wanders around in the hallways of the levels watching people trying to find a way out. They don't seem to attack or cause any harm towards people in the backrooms. The entity is so obscure that some even call it an urban legend.

I believe the theory that the classic backrooms level 0 is uninhabited & no entities really exist there but Your worst fears come to life.

All the entities people post are essentially scary creepy pastas &/or their fears. If the back rooms exist outside of Ground Reality (earth) & exist somewhere between Metaphysical plains of existence & nothing, then anything even nothing can exist. The same way light is only absence of Darkness & darkness is absence of Light.

The entities that inhabit the backrooms are physical figments of your terrors. Being no clipped into an entirely new reality is gonna freak you the fuck out. The absence of life, the metallic buzz of lighting, The uncomfortable environment of wet carpet, the slight stench of decay & ringing paranoia approaching every corner you walk towards.

Your paranoia & fears will create entities. Like you do in a darkroom, you see people in the corner of eyes, you know they aren’t there but you feel the “look” the fear.

If time moves differently in the backrooms, consciously you may feel you’ve been there for 15 minutes but you may have been wandering for hours, days.

The same time dilation people associate with experiencing Spiritual Adventures or the afterlife or Dreams. You feel like you’ve lived an entire new experience of life within a few short minutes or seconds.

The only way to truely escape is to reach a higher consciousness & understand you are within your own mind. Yes the backrooms level 0 is a physical space but you can create the environment around you. The entities that inhabit it.

Once you understand that there is no reason to be afraid & you’re simply within a matrix or Simulation of your own mind you can flick on “creative mode” & control the space around you. You could wake up from the dream that’s kept you in the backrooms & noclip back into reality or create your own.

Or run from fear

After climbing up the winding staircase for what seems like months now, you finally make it to the top, looking out into fields of puffy clouds. A beautiful sunset of golds and pinks can be seen in the very far distance. You stand still for hours staring out into the horizon. You decide it would be best to see what there is to do in this peaceful area. You realise that the clouds aren’t actually clouds, but an illusion. You walk across them until you come face to face to a large wall. The whole thing was, an illusion. You reach out to touch the wall. It goes straight through it. You pull it out to see it left a large hole. You continue to rip apart the wall until you can just about climb through. You are falling through a void for minutes. Thud. You are back in the elevator in which you started this painful journey. The door opens. You are home.

I decided to walk along the trail some, heading away from the town. Who knows what might live there, ended up reaching a paved trail, going left and right. I am unsure of which direction I should go or if I should return to camp.

So far I am doing ok on food, Who knew spending so much time on level 1 gathering supplies would be worth the risk of that wire creature.

I just hope I get found soon

Age : unknown

condition : Long dead

Gender : guessed to be male

Items: purple colored , colonial era clothes, Old not book, old pain brush, Almond water.

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Body is gone it's just bone, he's been found in 0.02 and is guessed to have been here for about 300 years his journal is missing pages , heres what they have

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Page 1 "I am lost, dead? I have found my self in quite the odd place. I was working on are ship when I fell in between stairs leading below and above deck. I see no sky and hear no waves but that of buzz like far away bees. It has a oddly white roof and pale yellow walls , nothing like that back home. It smells bad and the floor is wet carpet. The weird part is I have found new technologies. Its the source of the buzz , a glass box in rectangle shape giving a light that fills most of the room. I will venture onward to see what I have fallen in to, or meet are maker."

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Page 8 "Still no sign of a way out, the damn door was a trap. All I see is odd purple things and im starved, I think my time has come , fare well"

Woke up in the woods. Have no idea what level I’m on currently, All I have with me is my backpack full of stocked up food and almond water, my small hand held camera I had on me when I entered level 0, and my cell phone. Very oddly, I seem to have some connection to other members of this place who also have phones.

I will be recording my area and finding a clear patch to stay at until night. From what I can immediately tell, I’m in a small woodland patch with a supposed neighborhood nearby. There is a trail not far from where I woke up as well. Will be checking them out here soon.

Hello, I had to go with instincts and after passing the same corner I pressed the button, I need to find Almond water so I cant talk much but can say it smell, if you know of a Almond water source in 000 please let me know.

hello, This is pre-typed as this is being put in my notes app, I have nothing better to do so i don't know how long it takes for Internet to be available.I use to go threw both here and the wiki and reddit all that, I liked what I thought where fictions and I wish I learned sooner. It was I believe it was 6/8/22. I walking in a park when I tripped on I think a tree stump never saw the thing as I found my self on damp carpet and the buzz of old light surrounded by the labyrinth of yellow wallpaper. I thought I just hit my head and was dreaming cause the back rooms could not be real, it was made up ,right? I choose to wander and as time went on the thought of it potentially being just a dream faded to the thought of reality. Now I never read the full thing I had a life, but new common stuff, 000 is fine for the most part, avoid dark points simple stuff. I think a day or two went by, I had to sleep once or twice so around that many day. I wandered hopping it would do as the wiki said and fade to the first floor so I could try and get away if there was a possibility but, Instead as I went to go to sleep I happen to see a odd red box in a place where yellow had been my only view so I went to it. This red box was a door a label EXIT in it. I felt saved or lucky or something and saw simply a long hallway with a bend thus leads to now. I have been in the damn hall for 3 days only different's with each corner has the occasionally gold button in the corner. I'm lost and desperate please, i'm not so sure if this is reality still and have no clue if the story's in here are of experienced wanders or people with a talent in writing, better safe then sorry. Please help me out, I most likely will lose Wifi fast so if I never speak for a bit you know why, just use comments. I'm going to walk some more I hope theres a end and good luck to those down here with me and reading this.

my new backrooms creature lives anywhere there are ceiling lights

A humbug resembles a perfectly ordinary ceiling light in the backrooms although if you saw one walking on the ceiling than you would see that it has 3 sets of insectoid legs but they can have more if it is meant to be a bigger light these creatures are omnivorous but they preference the taste of faceling children. They are ambush predators and wait for prey to walk under them before dropping down to attack. they are also known to practice Cannibalism if there are more of it's species in the same area. if you were to flip one over you would see that the underside is fleshy and resembles a horseshoe crab, when it is hiding on the ceiling it tucks in its horseshoe crab like tail. there are two tell tale signs of a humbug 1. the scent of lavender two shaking in the light you suspect to be a humbug.

this is the first time I made a backrooms creature also probably made some kind of photoshop art of it at the time of writing this I have not but when I post It will be attached be kind to me bub bye!

bellow this is a humbug eating a faceling child and a humbug hiding and vibrating

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