Diary
Day 1 - My long awaited day!
I am very excited about this!
After a long hard training, but it was very impossible to pass it. Just so I can finally be part of the MEG. Since I was little when I was 7 years old, I always dreamed too much of becoming an official MEG Agent. And now, after so many years, I will be able to get my first real and accepted verification. I just have to wait until they call me.
I don't think any other day will be able to surpass this amazing record that I had in my life. I was able to achieve all this thanks to my amazing parents and also because I was born in this hell called 'The Backrooms'. Fortunately, my parents were members of the MEG in the research and exploration sector, which was perhaps something that motivated me to be part of the force.
I think they called me from the office, so now it's my time to hope for the best for myself. My friends will be very excited to get to know me better and work as a team together. Thanks you parents, I appreciate it.
Here I go…
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Day 2 - I'm happy!
I did it! At last! Now I can dress up as an MEG Agent!
Good news, I was accepted for verification and am now officially part of the MEG military! Bad news doesn't exist now, those crap that always followed me everywhere and did their job are gone.
During the training sessions I had to be a little calmer and not so aggressive or confident, in fact, that was what almost stopped me from being an MEG agent. Honestly, I have to admit that I am determined, I was preparing so much for these days of training that it even changed my attitude completely, I hope to calm down more.
Anyways, I introduced myself to my friends and they were very excited. They have too many things to ask me and I am the one who answers all their questions. Obviously, with my most sincere response I asked them for advice on important things, survival, search or even exploration and documentation. All they answers helped me a lot. I hope we can be friends forever and that nothing separates us for any reason. They are the best.
Also, putting everything aside, I think Derick once told me that he went on a mission to check the surface of what was supposedly a "planet" but was actually an entity with eyes and a mouth growing out of it. That actually surprised me a little. Afterwards I told him to be careful, since he also told me that all that happened in front of him, so he could have almost died. Derick I think he would have been my last friend and I liked to listen to the amazing stories of him and my other friends together, to "surprise" us too or something. The truth is I don't even know the reason, but oh well.
I hope these days go from worse to better and not the other way around.
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Day 3 - Amazing! I love this!
Today I had 2 amazing missions so far, I had to go deep into the levels to rescue and be able to protect the others. I'm going to break this down so it can be understood more easily.
Mission 1: On this first mission I was called to go to Level 76 and investigate possible emergencies of other lost explorers. Our superior sent 4 of my group, including myself, to go document the area.
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Day 5 - Idea…?
It seems to me that I am going to discard these pages. Mostly because I feel a bit tired with most things, but I would never give up my job. But I guess I'll leave these papers, maybe they'll be important for something in the future. I won't tear them out of my diary, but I will ignore them.
Also, I will take a walk with my friends through Level 1 and we're on our way to Level 2. From what I see, I don't think we're too far away from getting there. I hope I have good luck and that nothing bad happens during the trip.
Please…
Not this day…
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Day 7 - My stupidity
Ummm…
Well, how do I explain them in the most understandable way possible. Today, I think, I was with my friends walking towards the BNTG base known as "Office Space EL3A" which is a huge room. But when we were going down a hallway, we found one of those doors that you don't have to enter. Like a complete idiot, I challenged them that if I got out of there alive they would have to pay me. My friends refused, but I did it anyway. I went deeper, feeling my oxygen running out. When I was too far from my friends who were probably warning me to get out of there. And now, because I didn't listen to them, I'm stuck here. In this supposedly infinite hallway.
I have to clarify that when I looked back, while I was inside the hallway, it seemed like a fog was blocking my way out. Although, in truth, when I turned around to regretfully go back and forgive my friends, the door disappeared and I simply saw a completely INFINITE hallway.
Fuck…
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Day 8 - True end
I started walking down this hallway and at the beginning I already realized that this was not going to have an end, but I still did not lose faith and kept going to find one. It looks like an industrial or underground hallway. Its floors are wet bricks and from time to time I find small or large puddles. Its decorations are pillars, doors, air conditioners, cable boxes that I assume transmit WiFi signals (but they don't work) and there are also concrete walls. Nothing more than that is found here. Only sounds of machinery, hums, air conditioning and leaks are heard along with the echo of this place. Wherever he went, the two sides were infinite. There was no starting point.
From this point on I only think about finding somewhere to isolate myself from the noise and be able to find a door or exit from this place. In addition, I carried a transmission equipment with me to report this level. But it seems that upon entering this level, the equipment was strangely destroyed, I don't understand how, it was in my pocket! Anyway. I just know that I'm not going to give up. A MEG Agent never gives up, they don't suffer, they defend themselves and if something major happens, they help each other. Nobody leaves anyone behind in this hell of rooms. But in my case I am… alone.
I hope my friends don't come into the hallway looking for me. I don't want them to suffer this horrible fate. This was all my fault, I had to listen to them. Please. Go to the MEG and report it, don't follow me, don't try to help me. This is eternal isolation from the real world. This don't look like Backrooms, but this are.
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Day 9 - I can…
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Day 10? - Where?
Where is the exit? I don't know. I don't know what day it is anymore. At least I'm trying to save most of my supplies for an upcoming hunger or thirst issue. On second thought, I think I should have something to drink now. I brought enough.
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I wonder how many have arrived here accidentally, 5? 28? 94? 1000? Or even more surely, I don't know exactly. But I know that I am also one of the many victims of this corridor that leads to my death. I try not to go crazy, but this sensory deprivation is very similar to that of Level 0. I have not felt that horrible sensation at that level, I have only heard anecdotes from other testimonies. Although I never experienced it firsthand and I guess this is what it feels like. Headache, tired of the musty smell and close to succumbing. Let no one else come in here.
Well. I'll have to sleep on these brick floors. My head feels wet. There is no pillow. It's hard. I want to sleep to rest from this pain. Don't suffer.
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Day 12… - WHY?!
I remember when me and my dad went to admire the beautiful views on Level 260. They were beautiful, it seemed like a dream. Afterwards my mother would tell us to go eat when the food is ready. She called us through radios. I remember my dad's smile. My mother's laughter and her voices make me feel comfortable in this place. She hoped that all of this could be repeated, because I want to be with them again. I want to be by her side always, like a big, beautiful family. It seems I'm getting very nostalgic, even though I have a portrait of all of us here.
I have to try to break one of these doors no matter what. I already tried to do no-clip in any of the places in this hallway and nothing worked. I need something. COME ON!! BREAK SESAME!! PLEASE!! I WANT TO LIVE!!
SHIT!! ROTTEN HALLWAY!! I HATE YOU!! I'M TIRED!! FUCK YOU ALL!!
I REGRET ALL OF THIS. WHY DID I HAVE TO GO INTO THAT HALLWAY?! ROT BACKROOMS!! FUCK YOU!!
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day 78 - "…"
I'm tired. I don't know what happened anymore. How long has it been since I was here? Kill me please. I hate this place. I can not anymore.
Kill me…
my diary…
day 2751783882692???
I'm tired. I'm out of supplies. My vision is blurry. My head hurts. I'm hungry, thirsty and sleepy. When does this torture end? I can't anymore.
this is sensory deprivation…
I see something in the distance… is it even anyone? Or am I hallucinating?
Please… come quickly and end my suffering… the feeling of oblivion inside me… help me finish all this…
God forgive me… it was all my fault…
If anyone sees this… please help me…
I must kill myself…
Please…
I can't…
No…
I can't anymore… I… I give up…
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