Object 50

NOTICE: The existence of Object 50: The Lost Doorway is, by the date of [], unconfirmed. Stories and rumors are known to bear some contradictions about the nature of the object. This record is built off of some of the most frequent continuities between them, and is meant to provide an idea of what to expect in the rare case such an object is ever encountered.


+IT IS REAL
Draft of a story that will be the most recent record of the doorway .
William: Diary 436 Chapter 30: The Office

(GENERAL OVERVIEW OF MENTALITY TO BE CONDENSED OR ADDED INTO RELEVANT PARTS ABOUT THE DOORWAY)
Diary, my only friend, I might have said this often, but this may be my final entry. They are all around me, around everything. I cannot escape those wretched horrible thunderous roars from outside. I know they are all waiting to eat me, devour my heart and sanity, and have its feast. Those thieves. Yet I am just as wretched, wandering these office floors, scrounging for scraps. My exhaustion from walking all this way, staying awake for so long it is wearing on me. There is a tedium in my current state, keeping all these records of the marks on these grey walls, counting every 500 steps, the weight of my bags and extra books physically pulling me to the ground. It distracts me long enough, it keeps me safe. It lets me stay sane, rational, and human. I don't want to die to the ever-present creatures inside of me, clawing at the edges, to burst my mind wide open at its seams. It terrifies me what can happen to people down here. I still recall the sounds from the Hall, that stale suffocating wretched itch, echoing and tearing into me. I still can't believe I lost him. Up ahead is another room. I shouldn't lie down yet. I mustn't give in to the strain this place is having on me, but I need this room to be the one. I will surely perish when my mind is uncontrolled. I do not want them to hurt me.

new Location db2425c
135 total tallied on tally sheet x500 is approximately 67530 steps before new location. Turned right
Overview
Large empty room. Gates 1 No other entryways
2 filing cabinets at the far end.
Missing Ceiling Tiles 0 Water spouts 2 Fire detector 0 ceiling light sources 8.
Walls Light + Slightly Red-toned White Grey Pattern blank and speckled texture semi consistent throughout
No spotted pattern of monsters in walls or ceiling. No spotted mold.
Windows 4 Curtains 8 Outlets 3
Curtains offer suitable protection from outside.
Floor Smooth Dark Concrete Floor Cracks 4 Small Puddles 8 Large Puddles 1
Lose wires (12 all black) - 6 wall 4 ceiling 2 floor Cobwebs 5

Measurements:
Exact Room Dimensions: 22 ft x

As I am pen this entry, there is something on the other side of the room that was not previously behind me. It looks like a white door with some golden plate with etching on it in its frame. It does not belong here. On the top it reads Welco— IT IS OPEN! IT OPENED! Why did it open? Why was the creak so loud! Just standing outside the doorway, it looks strange. It looks like home. I can't believe how little I remember. Standing in front of the doorway, I still recognize that one rubix cube I accidently left on the dresser and always stared at up from my bed, but never finished it. The furniture looks like it has moved around, and other than that and the painting, mom must have cleaned it up the place quite a bit after I left. Everything looks a lot more organized than I remember. I hope she is alright. I can hear some faint twittering of birds, the little brown ones with stripes. I haven't heard such plain calls in so long, they now sound distinct compared to the creatures here. These old memories, of when times were good, I really miss this place, but it all just does not feel right. I can tell the furniture looks consistent, but the picture, that one painting of a dragon he gave me.

I miss him. I can't believe how much I miss him. The sounds, that stale suffocating wretched itch from the Halls still echo against the walls, even here. They tear into me. It is horrifying what can happen to people. I feel myself slipping even now, falling. They claimed they didn't see them, the creatures lurking all around, in the ceilings, floors, and in the walls. The awful demons howling and thundering outside, eagerly waiting to devour me whole, pushing and clawing at the walls of my mind until I burst wide open like a thousand needles to a balloon. It is why they abandoned me, left me to die. It feels awful. It looks like it is all the same, my childhood home, but why does it feel so wrong?

They are in there. That is why. THEY ARE IN THERE! I need to enter! My mom could be hurt, but if I enter, I know they are watching. They are going to eat me. They are going to tear me apart.

Description

The Lost Doorway, is an objects whose existence has been widely debated. It is said to randomly materialize at any location for an undetermined period of time. According to the majority of transcripts, it has a white frame and door with the phrase “Welcome Home” engraved in the frame above the entrance. When The Lost Doorway is first observed, it slowly creaks open, revealing the inside of a house, perfectly matching the old home of the viewer. On occasion, it also leads to different locations that feel like home to the viewer, such as the coffee shop they used to frequent, or the park they visited as a child. As mentioned in the notice above, we are unable to confirm the existence of The Lost Doorway or determine whether or not it actually leads to the places in question. Even still, there has been a history of legends, rumors circling about its existence dating back centuries ago.

Assuming a person found the object, they are almost always stricken with an intense sense of dread and unease. From many accounts, it is tedious work to build up the courage to enter and explore the area on the other side. The fear is so great that the most common stories, matching the vast majority of continuities related to The Lost Doorway, are about characters who see the object, and do not have the resolve to enter. Strangely enough, once they manage to work against such a paralyzing fear, to enter the doorway, their tension immediately dissipates. It then becomes oddly easy to travel between the backrooms and this location. Once the door closes, the people who observe it and decide to remain in the backrooms are often left with deep inexplicable regret.

When the doorway is about ready to disappear, it slams shut with immense force, snapping or breaking off anything that has the potential to be wedged between the door and the frame. After that, the fate of anyone who entered is then is heavily debated.

Feeding into this mystery, one prominent canon of stories mentions a brief interval in which the door can be picked open. During that time, there is no way to reenter, and the home vanishes to reveal a regular wall. After the wall appears, anything that had gone through the doorway from the backrooms cannot be heard or seen. The items and persons who entered, by that point, have no known method of recovery, as it is implied that the gateway between here, and whatever it is, had been severed. The doorway then stays for another minute or so before it vanishes completely. A tale that seems to be in line with most of the myth surrounding the doorway mentions a low rumbling sound that could be heard on the other side.

Since it is unknown if the place on the other side of the door is reality, it is also unknown whether the people through the doorway are real, or merely copies of the humans back home. How they interact with wanderers who enter through the doorway varies. According to one canon, when asked to enter through the doorway, potential clones vehemently refuse, and demonstrating an even stronger sense of paranoia around only the thought of setting a single foot through it. According to other sources, the people on the other side are simply unable to see or interact with the doorway to begin with, and are left skeptical and confused when it is even described to them. Either way, the stories and canons that share the most continuities between each other rarely describe instances where a creature on the other side of the doorway is brought into the Backrooms.


Use

If you see The Lost Doorway, enter at your own risk. It may be an exit to your old home, but it may lead to a fate worse then death. If found, it would be a really useful means of gathering supplies. If you intend to gather some for the road, it is important to exercise caution, as it is unknown how long how long the interval it will remain open will be. In the case that you find the doorway, and are willing to escape the Backrooms in the face of possible destruction, this may very well be your only chance of escape. If you choose to enter, and remain on the other side, it is of worthy note that unless you bring your friends or travel partners with you through the doorway, you will never see them again.


Discovery

The Lost Doorway is an incredibly elusive thing to find in The Backrooms. Nobody in the entirety of the U.N.C.B, Seekers, or any other group has been able to find or see the object in person before. People who are known to have traveled far and wide, that have seen some of the most grand and horrid things anyone could ever perceive with their own eyes, never mentioned the object even once. Only the countless legends, stories, and myths endlessly speckled between various groups account for its existence.


Major Canon Variations

There have been multiple legends told, and rumors spread, about The Lost Doorway. Here are several of the most prevalent views we were able to gather that demonstrate variations in the perception and classification of the doorway. :
  1. "The Lost Doorway was once a wanderer with a big, yet broken heart. When they first arrived, they were struck with a curse to forever be ostracized, outcast, and hurt by whoever they came across. Even the most desperate and socially deprived loners looked at them with nothing but contempt. They were gradually lead to the deepest and most soulless corners of the Backrooms. They cried so hard, and so long, for the ones they loved back home. They had three children, a husband, a son and two daughters. In the midst of despair, they held on to the will to live, desperately scrambling to find any possible way back to reality to the point they died of heartbreak. As this was happening, their soul gradually merged to be intertwined with the Backrooms themselves. The wanderer’s final wish was to not let others be resigned to the same fate, to suffer and mourn. As their lifeless body decomposed, they grew a hole through the body the same size as their hole through the heart. Their body dried to wood, and on the top of their frame, a few simple words grew. Those words forever promise that some of us will be welcomed home again, freed from this isolating and dreadful prison. The traveler is only trying to find people, to offer what they are now forever denied, but just like in life, there are few people they are able to come by."

[names] account - [group &|| profession] [date]

  1. "The Lost Doorway is another predator of The Backrooms. It is the only one of its kind, forever misplaced, forever lost. It endlessly wandering to and fro, always stalking, always waiting, always on the prowl for human prey. The gate lures us in by taking advantage of a universal weakness amongst us travelers: to fulfill our desperate need to escape. There is no need for much subtly when it tries to trick us, lure us, slip us. There are a good number of people who have already fallen to their own delusions and fantasies. We already are pretty good at persuading ourselves with all these stories, these grand illusions and metaphors of a way out of our own circumstances. All it has to do is play the role of a savior. The doorway is just lies. It is a manifestation of our lies and our constant folly that leads us into denying the truth. We were all helpless, no matter how much anyone searches, or how much strength they gather, there is no escape from the Backrooms. All the luck, skill, power, and trinkets in the world cannot help you. All that doorway does is lie in wait for a meal. When you see it, your gut is correct, since deep down inside, anyone would know the other side is death."

[names] account - [group &|| profession] [date]

  1. "The Lost Doorway happens to be a random anomalous doorway that leads to a place that may appear to be our home, but it really just leads us to another level that only looks like our homes. It is an alternate reality, as explained by the many worlds interpretation. The worlds do not look all that different because not many choices have really changed. If you enter through and actually explore it, there will be no people, no friends, no family that you personally know. The loved ones you do see merely lost a different version of you long ago. You could replace the other lost version of yourself, but that is it. You cannot actually go back and be with the people you knew in your life before the Backrooms. It is a one way street. The Lost Doorway leads to a whole other world, an alternate reality. It contains no thresholds and no exits to other limspaces back here."

[names] account - [group &|| profession] [date]

  1. "The Lost Doorway is a trap. If a person enters and waits for a while, the door closes, and they cannot leave. The hapless victim is then taken to another level that is much different and significantly more deadly than what was seen through the doorway. Nobody knows where, since nobody lived to tell the tale. It is such a shame that people who remain inside the doorway may believe they are finally home, but they are effectively sentencing themselves to die a horrid and gruesome death. It is a very cruel trick. The doorway might have been created as a form of pest control for those that don't belong here."

[names] account - [group &|| profession] [date]

  1. "The Lost Doorway can be seen once, only once, and never again. It is a way home, which few will ever find, but the fear upon seeing it is too intense to allow any normal person to enter. The doorway is meant to taunt us. This prison we find ourselves in, tainted us, it made us familiar with itself. "Reality" is no longer normal, the Backrooms are. We mundanely live our lives here, unusual as they are, scavenging, avoiding dangerous entities, and getting by. When a person sees the door, they remain still because the "normal" worlds we are initially from are now foreign to us. That is why, unless someone possesses some godly amount of courage, they will remain still when they see the doorway, and that action dooms themselves to life here forever. A while after that, they die or become one of the twisted creatures that wander these realms. "

[names] account - [group &|| profession] [date]

  1. "The Lost Doorway neither kills anybody nor lets anyone live. When a person enters through, they will never die, but they will also never not die. They get trapped in a process of never being observed, never being truly reconciled with reality. The door is an internal paradox, locked within these realms. It exists due to the inherent nature of non-existence. Those that enter may never change. The doorway traps people in a special kind of prison, a permanent limbo, lost between life and death for all time."

[names] account - [group &|| profession] [date]

  1. "There is no way out. There is no true exit to where we once were. This world is imperfect. It is a hodge-podge mess of different things shoved between the crevasses of a near-infinite amount of various realities, multitudes of dimensions. The Lost Doorway is a myth. There is no way anything in here is capable of sending us home when everything in here is just as misplaced as we are. We ramble on to ourselves about sweet lies, these fairytales of "exits" and "doorways" to keep our heads high, all so we do not drown in the depths of this suffocating prison. This is just what some people do to cope. Fantasy is our great escape. No form of "magic" is really needed to keep it alive. "

[names] account - [group &|| profession] [date]

  1. "I personally do not think The Lost Doorway physically exists. Many wanderers looked, and they have not found it. Instead, I believe we observed was a widespread memetic phenomenon where an unseen and unknown force wants such an object to be documented and sought after. It could be caused by a person, or maybe an element of nature. Compared to other objects, The Lost Doorway has numerous ancient documents, legends and mythos surrounding it. I severely doubt the sheer amount of documentation is merely a coincidence. However, there does not seem to be an adequate method to prove such a hypothesis correct."

[Placeholder name] - An individual statement from an archivist after reviewing most of the lore surrounding it. [Seeker] [date]

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