The Backrooms are defined as a dimension outside of normal reality. Individuals "no-clip" (pass through solid objects) into this world, finding themselves in various Levels that defy the laws of physics.
Where the masks are the only things left. mira backroom
Elias sighed, wiping sweat from his forehead with the back of a gloved hand. "Deadlift it if you have to. Just get it to the staging area. The floor manager is having a coronary up front." The Backrooms are defined as a dimension outside
"Hendricks, you got that palette of seasonal decor yet?" Elias shouted over the whir of the industrial fans. Elias sighed, wiping sweat from his forehead with
ITEM: MIRA CORE. QUANTITY: 00. STATUS: DISCONTINUED.
Elias approached it. It was a plain, brown corrugated box, heavy-duty, about the size of a microwave. No shipping label. No SKU. No address. Just a box. He knelt, the concrete cold even through his jeans. He slid the blade of his cutter under the tape.
"You hear that?" Hendricks asked, walking up behind Elias, wiping grease from his hands.