Class 2

  • Unsafe? ᴴᵉ'ˢ ʷᵃᵗᶜʰᶦⁿᵍ ᵘˢ…
  • Secure? ᶠᵒʳ ⁿᵒʷ…
  • Minimal Entity Count? ᴴᵉ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵒⁿᵉ ʰᵉʳᵉ…

The person we sent in, Alicia Rowland

I woke up here on level 246. M.E.G asked me to wander around thinking about…childhood? Then I got here…Why am I so scared…? Am I seeing this for the first time? 246… 246246 Everything feels too familiar, but why does my mind not seem to remember?

When I woke up, I was in a kids' room. I tried to see through my teary eyes. Why am I crying? Who's room is this? I can't… What? I got up and looked around, and the only other thing I could find in the room was a drawer. M.E.G warned me about the drawer. Apparently, something lives in there. Nobody has been able to document it. Kills you once it sees you. But, the drawer…It's so…Tempting. Is that…My handwriting on the drawer? It feels like mine, but it isn't. It's so…Unclean. M.E.G told me to write down anything I read or hear, for whatever reason.

"Rememder Remindi Reminder: Get mommy and daddys card from drewer drawer ^U^"

Mommy and daddy…They need their card…M.E.G sent a shot of electricity to my arm and it hurt like fucking hell. Need to remember what I have to do. I exited the room, and all these memories came flooding back to me. I'm…Crying…My room. I need to go back to my room! I turned around so fast, I hit my head against the wall by accident. My room…It was right there!

I have to remember. Keep going forward. This house…It seems so familiar. I tried to go in some other doors on the same floor as my bedroom, but something was…Scaring me…More than usual. I quickly ran down the stairs, not knowing why I was running. My body just ran down on its own, like a defense mechanism. I remember again…My family's bedrooms…But why would I run from the rooms? I ignore the thought, looking outside. I get out of…My house. Not my new house…My childhood house. I walked away before I got too emotional.

This neighborhood…Every bit of this level, I believe, takes your memories of your childhood home and community. That's why I couldn't remember where I was. But, then why did M.E.G warn me about a dangerous entity? I heard a kid calling out for me.

"Alicia! Come here! Everyone's waiting!"

I can't remember her name. She's my- was my best friend. I walked on over. Whilst walking, I think really hard, trying to get past the level's boundaries of memory taking. I know her name starts with a B…Or was it D? Or E? It didn't matter, because then I saw the forest. Looking up, I saw the treehouse. I don't remember a treehouse…I think. No. No, there wasn't a treehouse. Curious, I climb up, seeing carvings in the trees.

"Alicia Rowland, born on April 20th, 1994"

I never craved anything as a child…

"Alicia Rowland, first mental breakdown on November 14th, 2001"

I was only seven, I didn't know about death…

"Alicia Rowland, lost her best friend, Brianna Davenport on August 3rd, 2004"

Who is that again…?

"Alicia Rowland graduated high school on May 2nd, 2012"

Teachers always doubted me…

"Alicia Rowland, no clips into the Backrooms on February 28th, 2022"

Too soon…

I wouldn't say I like this. I finally reach the top and enter the treehouse. Darkness is all I see in there.

"Alicia. Come on in!"

That girl…She's calling out…I want to play with her… I walk in.

"You are going to be our dress-up doll, Alicia."

I see a simplistic wooden chair fade in. I simply responded, "Okay," to her and sat down in the chair. I snapped back to my senses. What the hell am I doing? I need to go! I try my best to get out of the chair, but my body can't seem to want to get out. Then I saw him. A million voices from my childhood are whispering in my head and it hurts! I only memorized a select few and wrote them down.

"Help us!"
"Let us go!"
"You're so empty."
"Go ahead and cry."
"What're you doing?"
"Aren't you going to come?"

But the one that stuck out to me most…

"You have so much to learn."

He kept on walking closer to me. I'm crying. All the tears I've shed in my life are all coming back and coming out of my eyes. He's mocking me. He wants to see me like this. I can't hear it, but he's laughing at me. Faces of people I knew I see all around him. They're the ones calling out.

Wait…No…Don't come any closer! I'm scared! Mommy! Daddy! Anyone! Get away! DON'T TOUCH ME!

I woke up back in level 11…I want Mommy and Daddy…

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