Backrooms

I was a 19-year-old girl with dark hair, standing 5'4", with wavy black hair, black eyes, and small, full lips. I lived alone in my small house, but one afternoon the lights kept going out. The technicians would come and say everything was fine, but the lights kept failing. One night, I went to check the basement where the electrical wiring was, and everything seemed normal. Besides, I didn't understand any of it, so I left. But before I left, I saw a straight line on the wall that seemed to point to another place. Curious, I went closer to get a better look, but my breathing quickened. I was afraid it might be something. I raised my hand to touch the line, but my hand moved to the other side, as if the house just continued on. I got really scared, and my heart started beating a little faster, but my curiosity was killing me. I went closer to the line, and I ended up somewhere else. When I crossed it, it was like a parking lot, all yellow, just walls and completely empty. It was huge, like empty offices, and I kept looking. that he knew he was already inside some Backrooms.