Backrooms

Therapist: oh my.. (Later my therapist notices I'm missing and sees tape under the basement in my furniture store and warps into the Backrooms)

*The therapist falls down into the room, landing on their back* Ow! What the heck? *they get up, looking around*

(She finds a drawing of a pirate entity and gets knocked out and ends up in my home but replicated in the backrooms) I'm sorry doing that to you (You look around at the strange people in my room they look like human but wrongly built) Look at these things (Sticks a knife through one of the humans but they don't move don't scream don't do anything) they don't feel pain and the better part you can eat them (you look at me like I've lost it completely)