So, a couple of things I’ve noticed since I got here.

1. Aside from that damn buzzing of those lights it’s completely quiet in here. If there is anything in here I’ll hear it coming, of course, it’ll probably hear me coming too so…

2. There isn’t anything at all in here aside from the walls and the occasional crate full of random things. That said, I think I’ve managed to figure out how they work. As you’ll remember from my last entry I found some water and a box of crackers along with a flashlight and a police club. I started looking for more crates to see if there were other things I could use but after several hours I found nothing.

BUT! (And here’s the interesting part!) As I was leaning against a wall, I absentmindedly said aloud that I was so tired from walking and that I could really use a nice shoulder massage. A few minutes later guess what I stumbled across? Yep, I found another crate and inside this one, I found a battery-powered back massager. Though, it had no batteries inside it so it was basically useless.

STILL! That tipped me off to something so I tested it again and said that I could really use some batteries for this damn massager. A few hours later and I found another crate with several different batteries inside. They were all different sizes and so they wouldn’t really fit inside the back massager BUT that tells me that somehow these backrooms can hear you and randomly spawn things you need at that moment.

Eh, but it also seems like it’s things that only vaguely match your requests so I’m not sure how I can make this more useful. Still, if I play my cards right I at least won’t starve or thirst to death in here, and, well that’s a small comfort at the very least. I’m going to mess around with this a little more and see if I can manipulate it a little more specifically. I’ll write again with the results.

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Alright so, ran a few tests and while my theory seems to be correct I can’t seem to increase the quality of the items spawned or even influence what might show up. It feels so weird to be trying to figure this place out like it’s some kind of video game. But I mean just think about it.

This place… I somehow GLITCHED here? That can really only mean one of two things in my mind.

Either I’ve somehow figured out how to hop through dimensions or reality without realizing it. (That or it’s just possible that this kind of thing happens from time to time.)

OR

Our reality, everything that we know and love, everyone we’ve ever met, or any place we’ve ever been is all just part of a simulation of some kind.

Is this a matrix type of situation? Did the machines we created turn against us and imprison us for their power needs? Are there some kind of aliens on the outside of this simulation watching us, and monitoring the Universe we call home for some reason? Did we evolve into a type 1 or 2 civilization and this is our answer to the immortality of our species? (Google “Kardeshev scale” btw it’s super interesting to think about.)

Honestly? I’m just a simple guy and I have a lot of different ideas about what the Backrooms HAS to mean, but I have no sure-fire answer. I don’t know what to do but… I’m going to survive and get out of here somehow! I don’t care if the reality I know is a simulation! It doesn’t matter if that makes my life some kind of joke or lie or whatever!

IT’S MY LIFE!

And I want to live it to the fullest!

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