Talk:The Backrooms/@comment-73.30.229.106-20201123205343

So I was in a dark bedroom, possibly one of the "Special Backrooms." I Had ventured from the regular backrooms and found a room very different. It was all black and white, the walls hazy and out of focus. This room had an exit at the top, and I had to figure out how to get there. I also was with on, two, or three other people, I don't remember, one had glasses and curly hair, with a boy scouts uniform, the other was tall and skinny, with a baseball hat, and the last kid was a little chubby, with another backpack, and had a flashlight, which did not work in the room. We did not give names, but we knew each other somehow. I had somehow been brainwashed because I felt holes in my memory, but I did remember I had to run away from something. Anyways, We had gotten out of the room by climbing up this pole that would expand and retract really fast, and was hard to hold, since my body was taken over, and I was forced to hold the pole over my face while looking upward. There was also a bunk bed, one bed on the ground, one about 20 feet in the air, free-floating. I then felt this very weird sensation in my hand, and this was when my dream ended.